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I'm getting sick and tired of never understanding
Who: Emori (
emori) & a few people.
What: catch all
When: January
Where: Around!
Warning(s): will update if needed
Nothing here! I suck! If you want a starter, you can throw one at me, or ask me for one. Anything you want to discuss, hit me up at
gnomeskull. Everyone else who I talked to, look below:
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What: catch all
When: January
Where: Around!
Warning(s): will update if needed
Nothing here! I suck! If you want a starter, you can throw one at me, or ask me for one. Anything you want to discuss, hit me up at
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You laughed. Can't do that? Me either.
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No laughing. [ Why are things funnier when you were told not to laugh? And how you want to smile more when that isn't allowed. Murphy opens one eye and looks at her trying to look at him. ] You can't look at me.
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I'm looking at you. Why can't I look at you? Are we going to sleep? Was that the plan?
[Honestly, she can't remember the conversation that brought him over here. She can't remember anything right now.]
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But he can't help the giggle that rises from his chest. ] Why do you have your eyes open so wide?
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Touch eyes with me!! C'mon! I don't want to sleep anymore.
[Maybe that's why she put distance between them. Because when she was close to him, she got stupid, silly, happy, ridiculous.]
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We're going to sleep! [ He's rolled over so his back is to her back now. ]
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John. John what if I want to do something else?
[She seeks out his warm belly with her hand, slipping up under his shirt. Emori gently pats him-- then starts to move erratically, tickling him.]
I'm not tired anymore.
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That's it [ , Murphy warns through his giggles and turns over so that he was hovering above her. ] Not tired, huh? [ His fingers wriggle and go at her sides, dancing up and down. By now he's comfortably settled on top of her, bent knees press cozily at her sides. Body leaning over her, tickling her sides. ]
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John! Don't make me kick your ass! [It's the emptiest of threats, she's enjoying this, because she's laughing like a goddamn donkey.]