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[halfcocked]

[IT'S THE NIGHT OF DAY . . . okay that doesn't work here

but it's night, and someone's at ~Shuri Oak's~ window]

Comments

[bestest]

Nope. [TAKES ONE OF THE SHOTS] Hey, I thought were already... the most drunk.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

There's no most drunk until you pass out. [DRINKS!] Think about meeeeeeee.

[bestest]

Nnnnnnnnoooooooooppppee. [drinking...]

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

I'll kiss you. [but not moving to do so, just rolling on the bed]

[bestest]

--If I think about it?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Yeah. No if you don't. Uh . . . something.

[bestest]

Welllll, tell me.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Mistletoeeee . . .

[bestest]

I'm thinking about it.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[rolling over to look at him] Yeah?

[bestest]

So does that count?

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

I can't tell if I'm supposed to kiss you or not kiss you.

[bestest]

You're the one who said you would.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Did you say it so I would?

[bestest]

Yyyyyyyes? I forgot.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Oh. . . . I wanna but I'm married . . . Shuri can be . . . my mistress!

[draping on, though]

[bestest]

If I'm your mistress then I also want mistress...es.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Ugh, fine, I guess. It's so annoying.

[bestest]

Does that mean you'll kiss me or not.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

Don't--don't ask me to because I really want to so bad--

[bestest]

...Okay...

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

But it's bad if we do right? Ugh . . .

[bestest]

Yeah prrroobably it's always been bad before.

[halfcocked.livejournal.com]

[whines pathetically] Ughhh! Were you really thinking about it too? Now I am.

[bestest]

Well yeah because you've been talking about it so much of course I think of it...