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Post by John Bristow on Dec 22, 2010 1:37:26 GMT -5
He smiled and leaned over, pushing a small piece of hair out of Laszlo's face, he whispered a thank you and laid back down, falling fast asleep.
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Post by László on Dec 22, 2010 3:20:00 GMT -5
When László woke up, he for a moment stared confusedly at the ceiling, taking a moment before remembering where he was and what had happened. It was light outside, judging from the sun streaming through the window, and his stomach told him that he'd accidentally skipped a meal.
He sat up, slowly, trying not to jostle John. He remembered staying, and falling asleep, but he'd planned on getting up again for dinner. Whoops.
He shook his hair out of his eyes as he stood.
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Post by John Bristow on Dec 24, 2010 21:49:13 GMT -5
After a few moments, John slowly came to and blinked with a smile "Mornin."
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Post by László on Dec 25, 2010 0:20:40 GMT -5
He turned to smile back.
"Morning. Didn't mean to wake you."
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Post by John Bristow on Dec 27, 2010 22:29:13 GMT -5
"Mmm, don't worry about it. I was waking up anyway, what time is it?"
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Post by László on Dec 28, 2010 0:10:29 GMT -5
He glanced at the clock on the nightstand.
"Ten am."
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 2, 2011 15:45:21 GMT -5
John sprang up "Oh my god, breakfast! I-" he searched for new clothes franticlly.
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Post by László on Jan 2, 2011 16:06:35 GMT -5
He chuckled softly.
"You're not going to get fired for missing a deadline once."
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 6, 2011 10:14:09 GMT -5
"Oh but I-" just then the door opened and he tripped through his trousers to the floor.
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Post by Marie Bristow on Jan 6, 2011 10:15:13 GMT -5
Marie stared down at her father with a huge bowl in her hand and a wisk "Papa honestly, one leg atta time" she giggled and looked up at Laszlo "when he gets his face out of the carpeting, can you tell him that he doesn't need to worry about breakfast we've got it covered?"
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 6, 2011 10:15:50 GMT -5
"I heard that" he said from the floor, but Marie was all ready down stairs. He looked up from the floor and sighed "I'm a wreck."
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Post by László on Jan 6, 2011 14:19:49 GMT -5
László bent down to help John to his feet.
"It's understandable, considering the circumstances." He said softly.
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 8, 2011 20:35:08 GMT -5
Standing up with Laszlo's help, he realized he was attempting to put him pants on, on top of his other pants and sighed as he sat down on the bed.
"Yea, sorry again, for all that."
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Post by László on Jan 8, 2011 23:32:22 GMT -5
"I told you not to be. You weren't trying to see my memories on purpose. I understand that."
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Post by John Bristow on Jan 10, 2011 18:48:16 GMT -5
"I know, I know, I still can't help but feeling bad about it" he pulled the pants back to the floor and stretched his back.
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