Merp. I'd like to soap.
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Thread Topic: Merp. I'd like to soap.
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Ikr its a crazy
Louis scrambled over to his television center in order to find the movie. It was one of his personal favorites, but he didn't want to seem overly excited, so he calmed himself down. He opened the two cabinets full of DVDs and began to search. This task was slightly difficult because of the blur in his vision. -
Very
Harry watched Louis hurry over to the television, and could practically feel the excitement seething out of him. But, he had a feeling the man would struggle to find the movie in his intoxicated state, so after a few moments Harry went over to help him. After just a second of scanning, he saw the right one and reached for it. "Here it is." -
all the cool peeps came back the same day laaa
Louis thanked him appreciatively, pushing his way to the DVD player. He ejected the disk cart and placed the movie onto the designated area. He used one finger to slowly push it back in rather than use the button. The disk was accepted by the player and Louis flicked the television on so that they would easily go to the main menu. "This should be good. You're a pretty cool fellow." -
Truuue
Harry went ahead to the couch, taking a seat on the left side. He wasn't sure how cuddly of a drunk Louis would be, but he hoped not too much, because not even the ice cream Harry was holding would be quite delicious enough to distract him from Louis, and his pink skin, and his sweet blood, and his... Everything. He was pretty gorgeous. -
i am a happy
Louis crawled to the couch, the player remote in hand, forgetting anything but the movie and Harry. He was about to lean against the male when he decided against it. Maybe he would do that later on in the evening. As for then, he pushed back against the couch, pulling the lever on the side in order to recline in his place. -
Me too i missed this v much
Harry stayed sitting up, deciding to start eating his ice cream. Louis didn't seem too interested in leaning up against him, which was just fine by him. He liked Louis too much to make him into dinner. He sunk the spoon into his ice cream, and took a bite. -
yes yes :')
Louis left his ice cream where he had sat it when he came through to the living room -- right on the coffee table. He skipped through the amount of promos pestering the television screen until he reached the title screen. He selected "okay" on the remote and set it down as the movie began to run. His feet found themselves crossed just like his arms. Sleep was calling to him, but be refused to answer. -
Harry hadn't yet taken off his shoes, so he did that, pushing them off of his heels and leaving them on the floor. His pants were too tight to sit very comfortably, but it was good enough to just stretch his legs out in front of him while he watched the movie.
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Louis would have kept his eyes open, but as soon as the familiar scenes of Walter Mitty began to play, they shut. He was on the verge of drifting into sleep and yawned like a bear. This was followed up by a scratch of the stomach and a smack of the lips, all signs that he was almost done for the night. Talk about failing as a host.
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Harry actually kind of liked the movie. It was about this guy who didn't like his job or something, so he was just daydreaming about it being better. His attention was drawn away, though, when he heard Louis yawn. Looking over, he saw the other smack his lips and rub his stomach, and Harry kind of smiled. "Tired?" He asked.
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His eyes still caught closed, he nodded in response rather than giving a verbal answer. He would have pulled himself up and escorted the man back to his car, but he was too tired to do so. Instead, he turned on his side and grumbled a string of incoherent words.
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Harry chuckled again, taking the nod and silence as a yes. "I see. Well, do you want to sleep here or in your bed? I can take you."
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"My bed. But I am a grown person and you do not need to carry me." He didn't leave the couch, however. In fact, he stayed in the exact position he had been in. The energy to actually go to his bedroom was an amount he didn't care to use.
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"Mhm, that's evident." Harry stood up, setting his ice cream on the couch behind him. "But, you're tired, and honestly pretty drunk, so I think I'll do you a favor and carry you. If that's alright."
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"Fine fine fine," he droned with a pull on his voice, dragging his voice along to make every fine sound much longer than necessary. "Just call me Sleeping Louis." He sighed heavily. What a horrible joke he had cracked, and he probably came off as idiotic. Oh wait.
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