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Really Just A Mansion on Phoenix Way, Tuesday Morning
Mornings when Mike didn't immediately have to go anywhere were pretty great.
Mornings when Mike didn't immediately have to go anywhere and there was someone else in his bed with him? The absolute fucking greatest. So waking up today was a pretty happy affair.
Or you know. It would be, once he got to a stage that could be considered being awake. He wasn't quite there yet.
[ooc: For one!]
Mornings when Mike didn't immediately have to go anywhere and there was someone else in his bed with him? The absolute fucking greatest. So waking up today was a pretty happy affair.
Or you know. It would be, once he got to a stage that could be considered being awake. He wasn't quite there yet.
[ooc: For one!]
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"Say please."
He was 99% sure she was not going to say please.
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She whacked him in the shoulder.
Softly.
For her standards.
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He dropped the bag by her on the bed.
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Look, he'd made her wake up, now she was hungry. And digging into that bag.
"Drunk you gets kudos," she added, graciously.
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"I'm going to be able to run all day on this," she said approvingly. "It's disgusting, but still."
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Because she was Fae. Not that he knew that. "'Cause I have some dignity."
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A very surprising opinion from someone who'd danced around in a thong for a living.