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May 11, 2008 16:13:20 GMT -5
Post by Demeter on May 11, 2008 16:13:20 GMT -5
Ayda mumbled in her sleep when she felt Hawk move. She shifted, just a bit, and followed his body as he moved across the bed. She really didn't want to get up. Sleep was such a wonderful thing and there was nothing better then napping with someone else.
Still half-asleep, she drapped herself across his chest in an attempt to get him to stop moving. Really, she'd take drastic measures to keep the man still if she had to. "Hawk, go back to sleep," she mumbled and pressed her lips against his neck. "Just for a little bit longer."
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May 11, 2008 23:00:56 GMT -5
Post by Shinigami on May 11, 2008 23:00:56 GMT -5
Hawk was smirking as Ayda followed him as he rolled to gain a view of the clock. He found himself even more reluctant to get up now that she was draped over his chest, but with the majority of his family circling the house like vultures around dinner time, he also didn't want any of them barging into his room to see if he was coming down for the meal.
He snickered as Ayda told him to go back to sleep, letting out a heavy breath before he kissed the top of her head. "Its dinner time. If we stay here someone is going to come looking for us." Hawk almost didn't care, if it allowed him to stay where he was for a few moments longer, but if any one of his family members caught them cuddled together on his bed they would be teased endlessly.
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Post by Demeter on Jun 7, 2008 1:10:27 GMT -5
Ayda groaned. "You either need a lock on your door or we need to find our own place to hide away from your family." She slowly sat up, rubbing at her eyes. "Your family is seriously weird. And I thought mine was strange. Your's takes the cake." She poked Hawk in the arm before flopping down on the mattress. "You go onto dinner. I think I'm just gonna stay here and sleep."
She curled back under the blanket, nestled into the warmth they'd left behind. "I'm tired." Later, when Hawk's family wasn't eating dinner, she'd sneak down and forage through the fridge. Or, you know, go out and forage through a grocery store. Either way, she'd eat later.
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