What Is Left After?

Jelsa: "What am I supposed to do?"

"What do you want to do?" I ask.

Jelsa: "Can we just stay like this for a while?"

"If that's what you want," I say, "Then that's fine."
I reach around her gently, and hold her as close as I can. I sigh happily, merely content to feel the muscles move under her skin every time she breathes, and the slight motions of her body on top of mine. I let one of my hands trail down her back and alight on her backside, where it stays.

((It's 2am here, I should really go. It's just lucky I've got a four day weekend to recover in.))

(I was going to say, isn't it really late for you?)

Jelsa: I press my body against his, smiling as I lay on top of him. "I could just fall asleep right now..."

Aimery: I smile. "Good. I'm a little thirsty." I turn around, my eyes wide. "And not that kind."

Joseph: I laugh. "No, I really couldn't, honest."

I pat her gently on the head and give a few growly coughs. "Shall we pick this up in the morning?" I ask.

Roxanne: I smiled a little wider before I asked coyly, "So, what now?"

Joseph: I tilt my head, smiling. "Now I make sure we eat something," I say, getting up. Sure, she might've wanted to do something else, but I always put food before sticking my tongue down someone's throat.

Roxanne: I laughed softly before I got up, and retreived the bag with the possum in it, "I think I already have that covered."

Joseph: I wrinkle my nose. "And how long have you left that in that bag?"

Roxanne: I rolled my eyes, "Not too long enough that it would be unedible." I answered as if I had learned that from a textbook, and just repeated the words.

Joseph: I raise an eyebrow. "And how would you know what was inedible?"

Roxanne: "Discoloration, smell...you'd be able to tell if something was off." I shrugged just slightly. "Can't you trust me on this?"

Joseph: I grin at her. "With food?" I purse my lips. "Maybe," I admit, taking the bag from her.

Wayne: ibchuckled. "uh huh."

Jelsa: I nodded and closed my eyes.

( not allowed to get on during the weekdays for a while, sorry! )

Aimery: I raise an eyebrow. "Well, do you want to quench my thirst right now?" I ask boldly.

Jelsa Mepsey wrote:
Jelsa: I nodded and closed my eyes.

( not allowed to get on during the weekdays for a while, sorry! )

((That's understandable. Do what I do, and just log on for five minutes to post. Don't wait for a reply, just log off again afterwards. People are usually very understanding))

My breathing slows, and I place my hand on her head before I close my eyes.

((I reckon, as no one is likely to disturb this couple, we could reasonably fast-forward to the morning for us two without disrupting the chat for everyone else. Your thoughts?))

Wayne: I smirked. "I'd always love to clench your thirst."

(No it's not that my parents don't want me on here too much while I'm studying for stuff.)
(Don't care. Do whatever.)

((Ok. SHAZZAMMM! It is now morning in one section of the chat, but not in the other. However, as they spend more time on here than we do, it should not be long before time is concurrent again. Also, it's quench, not clench. Two very different words.))

I extricate myself from under Jelsa and wrap my coat around her. I grab my shirt and waistcoat, and leave, plonking my hat firmly on my head. Before leaving the building completely, however, I lug my pack into the hotel room.

Jelsa: I woke up alone and a little confused because instead of my shirt, I had some guy's coat on. Where were my clothes? When I found them, I put them on, wondering what had happened, still confused.

Grasping a bundled-up towel, I re-enter the room. "Ah," I say. "You're awake."
I smile and tip my hat politely.

Jelsa: I rubbed my eyes, trying to recognize him. Then I remembered. "Peter? Is that you?" I yawned. "I'm still so tired..."

"Yup," I reply. "It's still me and I'm still real. I was just doing some, ah, shopping."
I brush the broken glass off of my waistcoat and unroll the towel. Readjusting my glasses, I root through the pile of stuff.
"Here, I got some stuff for you," I find a box of tampons near the bottom of the pile. "I notice they were actually getting very hard to find. Some stuff for me," I rake a few bottles of tablets out of the pile. "Vitamins D and E, and creon. Yeah, that's right," I murmur, half to myself. "And some stuff for the pair of us."
I spread out the rest of the stack, revealing tinned pears, ryvita crisp-breads, a bag of raisins, a tube of toothpaste, and some toothbrushes.
"Enjoy it."

Jelsa: I nodded. "Oh. Hey." I didn't use tampons mostly because I didn't know how to, but I decided not to mention it and looked at the rest of stuff. "Ooh, raisins. I like those," I said, smiling. "And I'd really like to brush my teeth, too."