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"Whatever works for you." She took a bite of the slice of apple crisp she had gotten, which was delicious. "I swear if the hotel is cold tonight though... I don't think I packed a thick sweatshirt." She slured, the words accidentially slipping out. "Only on two glasses of whiskey too. Dang." She snapped back to reality. |
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"I've got a few you can have," He mused, eventually finishing before slidnig the plate infront of him and tipping off his final glass. "Gonna go ahead and pay, can't be too drunk." Jaden chuckled, handing his card off to the waitress. |
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ok, thanks. I'll pay for my half." She turned from her conversation with Jaden to the waitress, handing the waitress her card before Jaden could react. "Also, I can drive home tonight. You're slightly drunk. Don't do anything stupid." She mused, grabbing the keys. |
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"Y'know how to drive a c8? Very nitpicky car, shift too many times and you'll.... get us arrested." He slurred, stumbling over to the car before sliding into the passengers seat. |
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She caught Jaden as he tripped slightly. "You said you wouldn't get drunk." She mused, turning the car on, the engine purring. "I can drive one of these, my dad had one. First car I drove." She stated. She looked over at Jaden blankly staring at her, eyes wide. "Kay, drunk guy. Whatcha want?" |
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Jaden just laughed when she caught him staring, turning his gaze away. "Nothin', you're just pretty is all.." He slurred, Charlotte everntually pulling in and him making way to his room, tossing her one of his sweatshirts she asked for before falling asleep. |
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(Do you want to throw in some romance or smth to make it more interesting) Charlotte's face got red. "Thanks..." She eventually made her way back to the hotel, pulling into the parking lot. Jaden and her made their way to the rooms, Jaden tripping over a step once. When the got there, Jaden gave her a sweatshirt and dove into his room. Charlotte shrugged and went into her room. She changed, and realized that indeed it was cold. She put on the sweatshirt and went to bed. Sometimes in the night, she woke up from some bad nightmare, realizing that she must've screamed. She ran her fingers through her hair, her body still quivering slightly. She stood up, when she heard a knock on the door. She went to answer it, it being probably Jaden. |
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(yeah) Jaden had showered and changed into some sweats and an old t-shirt, dozing off before waking up a little later hungover. He walked out to Charlotte's room, knocking to see if she had any ibuprofin. "Hey, sorry to bother you but, got any ibuprofin? Drank too much," He muttered |
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"Yeah. One sec." She led him inside, digging through her stuff to find it, her mind still panicking slightly from her nightmare. "Dammit." She tossed aside other stuff and then found it. "Here you go. Need anything else?" |
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-For you to kiss me,- He thought, not saying it aloud as he found himself somewhat ashamed for thinking it, and even more when his gaze flicked to her lips for a millisecond. His face flushed slightly, the man turning his gaze away. "No, I think i'm fine." |
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