Kate Gregson (
vanillajello) wrote2011-05-08 08:59 pm
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Room 324, Sunday Morning
Uncharacteristically, Kate was awake first. Not that that meant much: it wasn't like she'd moved yet or anything. Why would she have, when she was all wrapped up in blankets with Bod and could just enjoy his body heat and his familiar smell and feel all right there, close to her?
... Well, actually, she could think of a reason. It just came to her, suddenly, something they'd talked about, something she'd put some thought into later. She was warm and happy and it seemed like as good a time as any, probably for those very reasons.
Trying to move as slowly and smoothly as she could, so as not to wake Bod up yet if she didn't have to, she reached to fumble the drawer of her bedside table open for a notebook she knew she had there.
[ooc: Just for that pale English dude that's not the one I'm playing!]
... Well, actually, she could think of a reason. It just came to her, suddenly, something they'd talked about, something she'd put some thought into later. She was warm and happy and it seemed like as good a time as any, probably for those very reasons.
Trying to move as slowly and smoothly as she could, so as not to wake Bod up yet if she didn't have to, she reached to fumble the drawer of her bedside table open for a notebook she knew she had there.
[ooc: Just for that pale English dude that's not the one I'm playing!]
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She was convinced she would've said that even without her track record.
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And yes, he meant that as well even if he'd never had a girlfriend besides her. He meant it.
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Sleep would probably come ridiculously easily.
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