Merp. I'd like to soap.
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Thread Topic: Merp. I'd like to soap.
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YEEEP
Psh it should be morning soon
Harry fell asleep soon, face against the shoulder of Louis' shirt. He was honestly a little worried about spending the night, but he swore to himself that he'd leave without getting too attached. -
soon soon soo.
Louis was quiet as he slept once his snores faded away. He eventually turned onto his side and slipped his arms around the other in an affectionate gesture. His head set itself against the other male's. He smiled through his slumber. -
Harry is getting so tempted louis is so cuddly silly sleepy drunk
Idk what blood type he is but its o now
Harry slept soundly, but he was dreaming of eating. Not food food, of course, but his type of food. The only thing that really nourished him. And it was Louis in his dream, and he swore that he could smell the type O in his dream- in real life, it was just because he was laying so close to him. -
mmmm sleepy wittle louis
oh s---
im o-
As the night progressed, Louis felt the need to use the facilities. His eyes fluttered open and he realized how close he was to the boy he had met earlier. He sighed happily and untangled himself from the other, scrambling from the bed and directly to the facilities. -
cutey
oh my
you have harrys favorite
Harry was pleasantly dreaming when suddenly, it was interrupted. The dream ended quite abruptly when Louis moved away, and while he found he was cold in the spots where he'd been in contact with the other, he felt guilty about dreaming of him in such a way. Stretching, the taller turned on his other side to face the window and went back to sleeping. -
omg i thought i replied
oh dayim harry
Louis did his business, and once he did so, he checked his hair in the mirror. He used a brush and a small comb to fix the atrocity. Once he thought that he looked better than previously, he strolled from the bathroom and scurried back to the bed. He took his spot back next to Harry, but he didn't hug him or anything like that. He just pulled the cover up and stared at the ceiling. -
pf its cool i do that all the time
harrry has a fav
Harry had forgotten to check if Louis had blinds on his windows, but at that point he was asleep and thinking of other things. He was dreaming about stupid stuff, like being trapped in a hotel and other pointless things. -
si si
yay harry
Louis stayed awake for an extended period of time, not finding himself able to fall back to bed. He sighed in upset. He turned the opposite way of Harry, his stomach grumbling in hunger. It was then that he regretted not eating his ice cream. -
yas
im gonna make it mornin
Harry slept for a while longer, until sun started coming through the window. He didn't notice it at first, but unlike Twighlight, his skin wasn't going to sparkle under the light. He shot up into a sitting position when he felt a burning on his hand, and when he realized it was because of the rising sun coming into the room, he recoiled from it. "Lou? Lou, are you up? Do you have aloe vera?" -
yes thanks
Louis had only fallen asleep a few hours before, and was slightly irritated by how early it was when he awoken. He sniffed in quickly. "Aloe...! Vera...! Cabinet in the bathroom above the towel rack." He pulled his covers over his head. -
Harry smiled, ducking past the sunlight off of the bed. "Thanks Lou," he hummed, while he inspected his hand and walked towards the bathroom. His skin was red, like a sunburn, but he'd had worse.
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Louis almost stayed asleep, but he pushed himself to a sitting position. He was eventually going to go and make some breakfast for himself and Harry, but only if he desired the meal. Louis held his arms across his chest and yawned heavily. He wiped his tired eyes and sat with his legs dangling.
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Once in the bathroom, Harry found the gel he wanted, and sat on the sink. He got out a generous amount, and rubbed it over he top of his hand, where he'd been burned. Now he remembered why he should have left last night- he'd be stuck here until it was dark again.
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Louis put on his striped sailor slippers that sat on the side of the bed. He shuffled out of the room and to the kitchen. He wiped his nose as his eyes scanned the home. He spotted the carton on the coffee table and he knew that the ice cream was melted and also ruined. He stomped once in annoyance. He couldn't believe that he'd left it sitting there.
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Harry eventually had his hand feeling better, but it still looked burned. He went out of the bathroom, and when he didn't find Louis in the bedroom, ended up finding him instead in the kitchen. "Morning. What's up?" He asked, seeing as Louis seemed a little frustrated.
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