Ben Skywalker (
momslilassassin) wrote2015-05-17 04:44 pm
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Room 614, the Arms Hotel, Sunday morning
It was positively decadent, sleeping on a soft mattress without worrying about mosquitoes, bickering teenagers, annoying co-workers, or potential planetary eradication...
So Ben was sleeping in today. Mmmm. Sleep.
[OOC: For Ender!]
So Ben was sleeping in today. Mmmm. Sleep.
[OOC: For Ender!]
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He slid his arms over Ben's shoulders again.
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"Hi," he murmured.
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It was practically an automatic response, with Ben smiling like that.
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And he meant it, too.
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