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Post by britton 'britt' sage wardell on Jul 20, 2012 23:42:13 GMT -6
Britt looked up from the shopping list he was finalizing. "No, it was kinda fun. We should play games more often. Stash away like, Monopoly or something so we can play stuff instead of sitting around." He shook his head at his request. "Not that I can think of. Unless you wanna go grab the clean sheets out of the closet and pile them up so we can change beds tomorrow."
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Post by trez matthew steele on Jul 20, 2012 23:45:43 GMT -6
Trez smiled faintly. "Sounds good to me..but I kinda meant being like..forced to make out with Sean." He smirked. At the comment of how to help, however, he spun on his heel and wandered to the closet to pull them out.
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Post by britton 'britt' sage wardell on Jul 20, 2012 23:51:13 GMT -6
"I wasn't forced to do anything. I'm your boss, remember?" He said, then got back to his list as Hunter came out of the shower, her baggy t-shirt stuck to her damp body.
"Britt! Where's my comb?" She asked.
"Uh.. I combed your hair out in your bunk last night so there?"
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Post by trez matthew steele on Jul 21, 2012 0:02:19 GMT -6
Trez chuckled as he wandered off, and glanced at Zayne's bunk as he twitched. Brandon was sitting on the floor watching TV since Sean was curled tightly on the couch snoring faintly. Trez yawned, wandering past him, but paused when he began to whimper and cringe.
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Post by hunter parish holt on Jul 21, 2012 0:15:47 GMT -6
Hunter walked slowly over to him, gently running her fingers through his hair. "Shh.." She breathed, kneeling down beside the sofa to slowly run her fingers over his back.
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Post by trez matthew steele on Jul 21, 2012 0:20:01 GMT -6
"You can't arrest me.." Sean sobbed into the sofa and Trez sighed, sitting down carefully by his head and playfing with his hair gently. "We're letting you go, you're innocent," Trez breathed in his ear, hoping that, while the words were lies, they would influence his dream. Sean eased up the slightest bit. "There we go.." He murmured, standing slowly so he wouldn't wake him.
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Post by hunter parish holt on Jul 21, 2012 0:29:40 GMT -6
Harper gently rubbed his back for a moment longer before she got up and made her way to her bunk. She climbed up into it, searching around for her comb before she found it. "You gonna comb my hair?" She asked Britt, and he shook his head. She looked over at Trez, holding out her comb.
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Post by trez matthew steele on Jul 21, 2012 0:33:52 GMT -6
Trez glanced at her, then climbed up to her bunk with her since Sean wasn't asleep underneath. He took the comb with a smile and sat indian style behind her, carefully combing through the knots and tangles.
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Post by hunter parish holt on Jul 21, 2012 0:38:23 GMT -6
Hunter fished her book out from under her pillow, reading it quietly while Trez combed through her hair. She looked up as Britt got up from his table and put his earphones in, climbing into his bunk. "Guess it's bedtime." She said, even if she was just going to read until she passed out.
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Post by trez matthew steele on Jul 21, 2012 0:45:40 GMT -6
"Mm." Trez smiled and hugged her. "Goodnight, Hunter," He murmured in her ear like he always had. He kissed her temple and climbed down carefully. He checked on a twitching Sean, and finally climbed in his own bunk as Brandon shut off the TV.
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Post by hunter parish holt on Jul 21, 2012 0:50:24 GMT -6
"Goodnight, Trez." She smiled, hugging him tightly before she laid back, pulling the blankets up over her. She continued reading where she'd left off, but it wasn't long before she was sound asleep in her bed with her book on her chest.
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Post by trez matthew steele on Jul 21, 2012 6:45:29 GMT -6
Trez pulled the blankets up and buried himself in them, yawning and closing his eyes. It wasn't long before he was sleeping, hard, and didn't wale until morning.
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Post by hunter parish holt on Jul 21, 2012 10:04:19 GMT -6
Hunter groaned as Britt woke her up, wrinkling her nose. "No.." She complained, but got up anyways. She climbed down, walking over to Trez's bunk. She climbed in, patting him on the head. "Wakey wakey."
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Post by trez matthew steele on Jul 21, 2012 14:53:39 GMT -6
Trez groaned in complaint, shoving at her hand and pulling his pillow over his head. "Noo..." He complained, voice muffled. He sighed and rolled back over, looking up at her with narrowed eyes. Reaching up, he rubbed the sleep from them halfheartedly and yawned.
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Post by hunter parish holt on Jul 21, 2012 15:43:15 GMT -6
"No. Get up." She said, pulling the pillow away. She started hauling his blankets off the bed, trying to get him up. "Come on. You gotta get up before Brandon comes and sits on you." She said.
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