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WHAT SHENANIGANS
WHERE bed
WHEN 88...early....

[Hey someone is your bed!

Or you're in their bed!

Maybe several people are all in one bed.

How did they/you get there? Who cares? Maybe go back to sleep, or something else. You can't seem the leave the bedroom until dawn and there are a few hours to go.]

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[ . . . ]

What? Why?

Because that's how this place is.

Unless you really are just that much into useless drunkards?

[ ROLLS HER EYES ]

Please, even a psycho is better than you.

I'm going to say that's experience talking?

At least it would be interesting then.

[GOT HIM THERE. so he just gives a laugh and leans over to the night stand to see if any of these bottles has anything in them.]

Ugh, why is it this. . .

[ sighs ]

I need at least another hour. . .

[flaps a hand.]

So see if the door's locked or just sleep another hour.

[ well there she goes

to sleep. ]

[cool. he's just gonna drink more and maybe test a boyfriend.]

[ AN HOUR LATER just rolls out of bed and stretches ]

This place is a mess.

[not even looking up from his phone]

It's my room. It's allowed to be a mess.

Aren't you an adult.

I am. Which means my room can be however I want it.

[tap tap tappa tap.]

You don't have any shame at all?

Being an adult means I don't have to have that either if I don't want it.

Coward. Slacker. Drunk.

[ none of them are meant as real insults since. well. yeah but. ]

[fingerguns for you.]

And yet you remain in my bed, so.

I was sleeping.

[ but now she's getting out of bed. ]

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