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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 22:42:24 GMT
"Got him to stop," I grin.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 22:44:00 GMT
"Well done, very proud."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 22:48:57 GMT
"Didn't think he'd ever go to sleep," I mumble, rolling onto my stomach.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 22:55:35 GMT
"Well, now he has...at last," I smile slightly, closing my eyes while I speak as I lean my head back on the pillow.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 22:57:05 GMT
I smile, keeping his arm round me, and leaning my own head on the pillow.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 22:58:36 GMT
"I love you," I murmur.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 23:03:37 GMT
I smile, kissing him softly on the cheek,"Love you too, go to bed."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 23:04:35 GMT
"I am, I'm going to bed," I laugh softly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 23:08:31 GMT
"Shush," I laugh softly,"Sleep."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 23:17:08 GMT
"Yes, fine," I laugh slightly, closing my eyes again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 23:22:55 GMT
"Hmm." I mumble, closing my eyes as well.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 23:27:23 GMT
I turn my head slightly into the pillow, falling asleep quickly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 23:32:28 GMT
I roll onto my back, looking up at the ceiling for a while then finally drift off.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 23:38:50 GMT
When I wake up, it's still early by the looks of it, so I just lie very still, not wanting to disturb Maddie, and half hoping I might drift off again.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 23:40:27 GMT
I mumble something, rolling back onto my stomach.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 23:48:41 GMT
I watch her, try and discern what she's mumbled but give up, half wondering if she's talking mermish or just really incoherently, then roll onto my side.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 23:50:53 GMT
"Fucker..asshole," I mutter, tugging at the blanket.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 23, 2007 23:57:07 GMT
I smile wryly to myself, moving the blanket so she can pull it over her easier.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 23, 2007 23:58:26 GMT
I pull the blanket completely over me, curling into a ball, mumbling again.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 0:04:34 GMT
I laugh very quietly, shaking my head and burrying it into the pillow.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 0:06:08 GMT
"Stupid mornings with it's stupid waking up and stupid sun," I mumble from under the covers.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 9:44:00 GMT
"You're weird," I tell her, laughing slightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 14:58:04 GMT
"So?" I say from under the covers.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 15:26:30 GMT
"So nothing. Just saying."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 15:28:26 GMT
"Must you point everything out?" I ask, pulling the covers off my head and sitting up slightly.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 15:38:31 GMT
I think for a moment, then nod, "Yes."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 15:46:12 GMT
"Ought to smack you with my pillow," I mumble.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 15:52:12 GMT
"But you can't be assed."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Dec 24, 2007 15:55:56 GMT
"No," I mumble burying my head into my pillow,"I'm using my pillow to smother myself at the moment."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Dec 24, 2007 16:03:33 GMT
"You're not allowed to do that. Do I have to take the pillow away?"
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