success_story: (no one's ever happy or sad for very long)

[personal profile] success_story 2016-10-12 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh REALLY] What? Which part?
success_story: (and promises are easy)

[personal profile] success_story 2016-10-12 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
So you mean you're a good dancer. [His ankles cross, one foot tapping her leg.] Next time--next time, I'll have better control of my faculties. Or we could be like--equal levels out of control.
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[personal profile] success_story 2016-10-12 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Does anyone actually like tequila? How long are you in town, anyway?
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[personal profile] success_story 2016-10-13 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[Only a week. Even pleasantly glazed as he is, post-liquor and post-meal and pre-sleep shift at this point, there's not a really positive outlook on that. Tim's hands lace together, hooking over her ankles as he chews at his lip.] ...yeah. Yeah, not--I'm gonna have to IOU on taking you out but.

[Just this kind of was his night off, and now it's starting to feel like he wasted it.]

Why don't-- [Sneaker taps at her side, thumb taps against her leg, brows bend like this takes a lot of thought.] --I mean, why don't you hang out tonight? Like--we're hanging out but I have a nice place, there's this--I just bought new coffee filters.