[pcs] closet sleepover (nhs, jin ling, beau, hunter, 45, ash)

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[disreguarded]

[ she leans against him and rests her head on his shoulder. her hair is down, tangled and covering the mask part of her face. ]

Sorry. I didn't mean to flip out on you.

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I know.

[he can't really blame her for being angry, honestly...

the edges of his mask, as usual, tint a little pink as she makes contact, and stay that way.]

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[ she sighs out slow. ]

You scared the shit out of me. I just thought it was gonna be like last week, when you guys stumbled out of that room and... [ anya. a beat. ] Can you still hear it?

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Mhm. It isn't... it's not here, I think, I just heard it for so long...

[it's kind of still on loop in his head.]

...if I'd known, I would have brought you. But then neither of us would make it here.

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... Yeah. I'm glad I wasn't, then, so I could get you in here. Just.

[ you know. she wraps an arm around him, tugging him close so she can rest her head on top of his. stop being tall. ] S'okay. It'll go away.

[goldpeony]

[POINTS AT EYES POINTS AT HER

REMEMBER WHAT HE SAID]

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[ STOP GO BACK TO EATING YOUR SALAD YOU DOXXING PUNK ]

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[what did you two do]

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... eventually. I hope.

[he lets her pull him in, though, used enough to this by now and too drained to protest even if he weren't. beau is a pillow now.]

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[ she closes her eyes after a minute, and then, quietly, hums. it's just an absent little bar tune, something she heard a bard singing in a tavern. she's not always perfectly in tune, but she has a purpose for this.

if she can help drown out the heartbeat, she will. ]

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[...it helps.

he stays quiet while she hums, lets his eyes close; he can't sleep, but he can still take this in. try to shut out everything else.

honestly, he'll be perfectly content to stay like that until they pass out at midnight.]