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[richiestarr]

I fidgeted a little with a loose string on the couch, and shifted my position again. There was a monotone drone going on in the background, reporting the news of some four-thousand something in Lankeshire. Honestly, I'd tried to listen to it! But it was impossible-- like, really, physically impossible. I couldn't understand a word he said. Only

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[george_harri_22]

I liked the way my ceiling looked at the moment. I was never really sure of it, but right this second I was completely happy with it. I stretched out in my bed and realized something was missing in the room. Something that should definitely be here in the bed with me. I was about to go look for it, when it ended up walking into my room.

The pout on his lips made my own tingle and before I could say anything he spoke.

"Drinks. Out. Need it." only to be followed with something about a string. I raised an eyebrow and caught on the second bit. "A string? You can get rid of it, I don't think I use it for anything," I chuckled and stretched in the bed.

"You want to go out? We can. Head out to the Bag O' Nails, but it's a little early yet. Why don't we go get something to eat too. I'm not really hungry, but if you are..." I crawled up to the edge of the bed and tugged him closer by the waistband of his pants.

"Feeling antsy?" I laughed a bit and nodded. "It'd be good, we haven't gone out and I've pretty much kept you in since we've been

[richiestarr]

I suddenly frowned at the idea of throwing the string away; why did it need to be thrown out? That hardly seemed fair, mean, even. "I don't want to though. What if that string was you?" What was I saying? "If that string was you, I wouldn't throw it away. I'd like it too much. But it's not, thank god-- that'd complicate things, wouldn't it? Try to tell people you're in love with a string, and they think you're mad. And that's why I'm glad you're not that string." I paused and thought over what I'd just said. Well... that didn't seem too odd, did it? Maybe if I passed it off as a joke, or acted cute for him, he'd ignore it

[george_harri_22]

I watched him talk, wondering where it was all coming from. Not that I wasn't used to him doing it every once in awhile, but it never failed to floor me. I started laughing, my arms wrapping around him as he fell on me. I pressed my nose against his hair and groaned, he smelled so good. He always did.

"Me as a string..." I just...what do I say to that? "I'm kind of glad I'm not. I have to agree with you on that," I smirked.

I groaned and started pressing my lips to his neck and he leaned back, shaking his head and fluttering his eyelashes at me. He only did that when him and John were playing about, he must be so wired. I couldn't help another laugh and I shook my head.

"Only if you've got the hat and shoes to match. You know I like my girls to look cooridnated," I slapped his butt slightly and moved off the bed, pushing him back as I came forward.

[richiestarr]

I gasped, eyes wide as he smacked me, and held him for support as he stood. "Oh, George, but you never got me the hat! You only got me the undergarments to match-- I shan't wear that in public!" I paused, and suddenly looked up at him, wide-eyed and shocked. "Shan't I?"

My legs dropped beneath me so my weight was on him completely, and I wailed loudly as I clung to him. "Oh George, don't make me, it's indecent! I can't show my bits and pieces to the world!" Oh fuck, I was slipping-- my cheek was pressed to the button on his pants now, and I wasn't sure I wanted to be here at the moment.

"Unless you take your pants off with me, then I might be able to handle the humiliation..." Oh god, and I was egging him on too.