@ElderGod-Icefire
(hahaha yup. Either way it's hilarious, so which way do you want to do it?)
(hahaha yup. Either way it's hilarious, so which way do you want to do it?)
(could Troy remember?)
(sure, but he's asleep rn XD)
(okie dokie!)
Lifting her head about an hour later, her headache faded only a little, looking around at the empty bottles and then Troy, who looked actually kind of cute all curled up on the couch. Not remembering anything, but she guessed she was crazily drunk to have drunk all of those bottles. Troy wouldn't have drunk any of them, she knew better.
"Troy?"
She says kicking his side slightly, more of a nudge with he foot.
Troy groaned. "Dooon't. You made me drink and now i have a stupid headache." He complained, without looking up. He blushed slightly as he remembered the kiss. Kisses. Shit.
"what?! I didn't do that!?"
She says leaning down to him, looking at his face with her big eyes, her freckly face rather rale.
She did accidentally sleep outside, she probably had the cold knowing her luck.
"Yess you did." He groaned, curling up into a ball. "And now I have a hangover." He complained, sounding like a child instead of a twenty something year old.
"oh…im sorry. Is there anything i can do to help you?"
She says in a honeysweet voice, hoping for him not to get mad.
"Uhm… I don't know. Is there anything that helps a hangover?" He asked.
"drink alot of water and eat starchy foods and probably go back to sleep."
She says as she puts her hand on his back, rubbing it a little softly.
"i can get you those things if you want me to? If i did do what you said, i feel a little bad for it"
He sighed softly. "Oh, you did more." He muttered. "Okay." He said aloud.
"oh okay?"
She says quickly getting up, confused by his first comment but she felt so bad for everything,
she wanted to at least make it up to him. Heating up the rest of the pasta from yesterday, serving it to him on a plate with some crackers and a full glass of water, setting it on the coffee table.
"Although, Im gonna make you sit up to eat and drink this. I don't want you choking and dying"
She says as she sits on the arm of the couch now. Her skin-tight tank top, one of the straps hanging off of her freckly shoulders and back.
Troy sat up, and saw her. He sighed softly, and looked away. "Fine." He muttered. He took a bite, then peered at her. "You dont remember?"
Looking at him then down at her hands, running her fingers through her soft newly washed hair, looking extremely troubled.
"n-No…….again, i must've drank alot….. why what happened?"
She says sitting down next to him, the same seat she did last night. But she didn't remember a thing.
He shook his head. "Doesn't matter." He said softly, eating.
"oh…..okay, im sorry if i did anything. I didnt mean to…appearently make you get drunk"
She says leaning her head back on the couch.
He shrugged, and kept eating. "It's okay." He said softly. A faint blush flickered over his cheeks for a moment.
"okay….well if theres anything i can do, tell me. And tell me when youre done, ill wash your dishes. Im gonna be outside"
She says as she gets up, tempted to ruffle his hair, but deciding against it.
Turning to the door and opening it as she let out about three sneezes that made a little noise as the end.
Yeah she definetly had a cold.
Troy nodded, and kept eating. "Thank you." He called after her.
"no problem"
She says as she closes the door behind her. Fresh air was by far her favorite smell.
Letting the calm breeze rush through her hair, splattering on her blotched cheeks and she opens her green-blue eyes, looking around with a smile. Her headache was still definetly there, but she imagined it had to be better than Troys.
Troy finished up the food, and sat still for a moment. She doesn't remember…
Stepping back inside, smiling slightly at Troy, not really caring whether he saw her or not, she took the empty plate, quietly washing is then putting it up.
"Are you gonna go back to sleep? Or….?"
She says sitting on the bed, then laying down but still propping her head up with her arm to look at him.
He shrugged slightly. "I don't know. I don't think I can sleep."
"Oh okay….but if the hangovers still effecting you that badly, i would try."
She says laying her head down on the bed.
"But if not….lets do something!"
She says suddenly sitting up, giving him a big smile.
He raised his eyebrows. "Like…what?" He asked.
"I don't know. Hey! How many languages do you know? Or do you have to know all of them? Being the reaper and all?"
She asks, just out of pure curiosity
He gave her a flat stare. "I hear English no matter what the spirits are speaking, and they hear their language, even though I'm speaking English." He explained tiredly.
"Вы можете понять это?!"
She says excitedly as she stood up in front of him with an anticipating smile.
Troy blinked, then nodded. "Yeah…but it's harder with living people, so please don't do it on a regular basis."
"WOAH THATS SO COOL!!!"
She says smiling wide at him, she was clearly amazed by what he could do.
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