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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 21, 2010 21:14:52 GMT -5
He laughed.
"You have me trained far too well."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 21, 2010 21:19:02 GMT -5
"We would ze two of us be vair-ee un'app-ee eef you weurent," he said in a sleepy English mumble.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 21, 2010 21:24:13 GMT -5
"Go to sleep, will you?" Adrian said softly, rubbing Adrien's shoulder.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 21, 2010 21:25:17 GMT -5
"Eef you eenseest," he sighed, snuggling and getting comfortable. "I deedent know you weur zo eageur to have me shoosh..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 21, 2010 21:26:47 GMT -5
"You're starting to slur is all."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 21, 2010 21:28:03 GMT -5
"Oh, well. A nap, zen." He yawned, ducking his head to hide it. "Wake me when eet ees been an a-eur..."
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jan 22, 2010 11:54:23 GMT -5
"It's getting late. You should perhaps turn in for the night."
He brushed a lock of Adrien's honey-colored hair behind one of the younger man's ears.
"If you haven't awakened again before I leave again tomorrow, goodbye."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jan 22, 2010 11:56:31 GMT -5
His brow puckered, even with his eyes closed.
"You make that sound... so wistful..."
He appeared confused, or perhaps even faintly concerned, but then again, it was easy to be perplexed while dosing off, and doubly so for Adrien.
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