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lockon2urheart) wrote2009-08-28 10:29 pm
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[Lockon woke up with an arm sprawled over Tieria, terrible bedhead and about a tenth of the blanket, as he did most mornings these days. He yawned quietly - what time was it, anyway? Far too early - and snuggled closer to Tieria with a gentle nuzzle and a judicious tug of the blanket from wherever Michael was storing it all. (Eventually, he'd cure Michael of that cover-hogging habit. One of these days.)]
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Let go of me. [He barely even noticed when Tieria made his escape.]
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[He spoke fairly lowly, albeit through somewhat gritted teeth, and cast a glance over at Tieria's new hiding place. Great, they were going to have to have this conversation through a closet door.]
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Michael glared over his shoulder at Lockon and snorted.] Yeah. Sure. We'll do it your way then.