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seaside-writings · 6 months
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Prompt #1,142
"What do you see when you look at me?"
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eddiebabygirldiaz · 9 months
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Hello Beloved 💙💙
1 and/or 28 for the soft prompts if it sparks joy ✨️
The soft, sultry croon of Dizzy Gillespie’s trumpet filters through the kitchen, its gentle and heartrending notes caressing the floor and cabinets and every inch of Buck’s skin.
Buck hums along as best he can, letting the vibrations settle in his bones and sweep him away, the combination of sounds turning into a collection of sparkling orange and deep maroon and rose gold inside his chest, painting his flesh with the same feeling and colors of the setting sun, whose final touches spill through the window above the sink.
He never feels more settled or peaceful than when he is here in Eddie’s kitchen, preparing food for his boys and listening to the jazz playlist he reserves solely for cooking.
Buck isn't sure why, but the syncopated rhythms, husky timbres, sharp pitch changes, and the raspy voices of jazz artists like Dizzy Gillespie, Ella Fitzgerald, and Miles Davis, always heighten the cooking experience for him. The sounds of it rattle pleasantly through the room and his veins, grounding him and allowing him to focus solely on the task at hand.
He joins in with Gillespie’s crooning, softly singing, “Swing love, sweet cadillac, comin’ for to carry me home,” repeatedly under his breath as he brings the edge of the knife down swiftly, slicing through pieces of carrot, potatoe, bell peppers, and squash in a steady, soothing rhythm.
The music carries him through each movement, weaving into his muscles like vibrating threads that tug him from place to place, his hips swaying with the beat and feet gliding across the floor as he deposits the chopped vegetables into the chicken stock simmering on the stove.
A soft laugh breaks through the music, skittering through the air, reaching out for Buck like the winding tendrils of a plant’s roots or the final rays of sunshine that kiss the horizon. It’s a sound Buck cherishes, the dips and valleys of it tattooed on his heart, held dearly in the very center of him. A sound that at times was hard won, only breaking past gritted, bloody teeth when Buck reached inside and yanked it out, but now it falls easily from lips curved in the shape of love and fondness, spilling out freely and genuinely like pure, clear water from a spring.
Buck turns around, guided by the sound of that laugh and the thread that connects him to the person it comes from.
Eddie is leaning against the frame of the entryway, arms and legs crossed, his body angled in a slant that has no right being as hypnotizing as it is. The lines of him are long and lean and strong, his legs lengthened by his position and the breadth of his shoulders wide, pulling at the seams of his white t-shirt in a way that makes Buck’s mouth go dry. He’s had his hands and teeth and lips and tongue all over every inch of those legs and shoulders, but it’s never enough.
He’ll never get enough of Eddie for as long as he lives.
Eddie looks like he’s been there for a while, comfortably settled against the wooden frame, his eyes dark and hooded, a lazy smile stretched across his face.
Buck huffs and leans back against the counter, eyes narrowing at Eddie’s form. “How long have you been standing there?”
Eddie hums and shrugs, tilting his head to the side and resting it against the frame. The corner of his lips twitch and his bottom lip pokes out a little bit, tell-tale signs that he is fighting off a smirk. “Long enough.”
“Well, you could have come in and helped me,” Buck grumbles.
That laugh flows out of Eddie again, light and breathless, not weighed down by anger or hurt. He pushes himself off of the entryway’s frame and strides over to Buck. “Sorry, babe,” he says, not sounding very sorry at all, “I just love watching you like this.”
Buck levels Eddie with an unimpressed look as he slots himself along Buck’s side, hand landing hot and heavy on Buck’s hip, thumb automatically dipping beneath the edge of Buck’s hoodie to stroke over his skin. A shiver runs through him, tiny trembles sparking in his cells beneath Eddie’s touch and spreading along his entire nervous system.
Eddie grins, wild and pleased.
Buck nudges him in the chest with his elbow. “What exactly do you love watching? Me slaving away in your kitchen? Doing my very best to provide you and your son with a hearty meal after a long day? You got a housewife kink I need to know about, Eddie?”
A sharp pinch to his hip makes Buck jump and yelp.
Brown eyes shine with mirth, a glittering darkness that is more dazzling than the night sky, as Eddie laughs bright and loud. Buck smiles because Eddie’s joy is the sweetest thing he knows, but he still slaps at Eddie’s chest in admonition. Eddie catches his hand and holds it against his chest, flesh and bone fluttering beneath their hands as his laugh dies down.
“You’re such a little shit,” Eddie says, his nose scrunching the way it does when he’s equal parts amused and exasperated. “Though, the thought of you in a little dress and dainty apron is rather compelling.”
“Mmm, yeah?” Buck steps in a little closer to Eddie wraps his arms around his shoulders, linking his hands together behind Eddie’s neck. “I’d look good in any dress, but definitely in a little one.”
Eddie’s hand slips from Buck’s hip to the small of his back, settling into the slight groove there with an intimate familiarity, his fingers curling into the fabric of Buck’s hoodie. Buck’s soul sighs in relief and sings with the first sparks of pleasure as Eddie presses against Buck’s back, exerting just enough force to pull Buck into Eddie until there’s only a few inches separating them.
“I don’t doubt it.” Eddie leans in and nudges Buck’s nose with his own, a sweet brush of skin, a kiss so serene and intimate that it makes Buck’s knees weak. “You look good in anything, baby.”
Buck slides his nose along Eddie’s then shifts his head until he’s nosing at Eddie’s cheek, giggling a little at the scratch of stubble. He kisses that beautiful curve and feels the slow smile that spreads across Eddie’s face, blooming underneath Buck’s lips like a flower coming to life on the first day of spring.
“You keep flattering me like that and I’ll go find the daintest, laciest apron I can find and wear nothing underneath. Really make those housewife dreams come true.”
Eddie huffs and shakes his head, dislodging Buck’s lips which were dragging across his cheek and jaw.
When Buck pulls away to look at Eddie, happiness is painted across his face bright and vivid, but there’s an edge of seriousness that makes Buck pause.
Eddie sighs softly and gives Buck a crooked smile. “Not housewife. But husband sounds pretty good.”
Buck’s breath hitches in his chest, the air that keeps him alive rattling around in between his heart and breastbone, fluttering around like hummingbird wings.
“W-what? Eddie, are you–”
“Not yet,” Eddie rushes to say. “But, would you–I mean, is that something you would be interested in?” A tiny grimace pulls at his face and even though awe is dripping through Buck like spiced honey, he can’t help but laugh and drop his head so that their foreheads are pressed together.
“Is that something I’m interested in?” Buck parrots back.
Eddie groans. “Shut up. I’m not great at this.”
“No, no,” Buck reassures, dropping a quick kiss to Eddie’s lips. “You’re perfect,” he murmurs.
Eddie hums and pulls Buck into a deeper kiss, licking into Buck’s mouth quick enough to grab a taste, but not staying long. Buck whines into Eddie’s mouth as he pulls away, pushing his lip out in a small pout just to hear Eddie’s laugh, but also because he’s a little disappointed that the kiss didn’t last longer. Kissing Eddie is one of his top five favorite things to do and if he had his way, at least twenty-two hours of the day would be spent doing just that.
A sweet peck is placed upon Buck’s pouting lips as Eddie places both of his hands on Buck’s hips and moves them away from the counter, guiding them into a gentle swaying motion set to the slow rhythm of the music still playing in the background.
Buck tightens his arms around Eddie’s shoulders and shuffles along with him, tucking his face into Eddie’s neck as they dance through the kitchen.
“So that’s a yes?” Eddie asks quietly.
The sultry jazz music spilling from Buck’s phone has nothing on the lilting melody taking residence in his chest, something bright like the sun and sweet like honey and bubbly like champagne beating in his blood and marrow, all of it blending together to sing Eddie Eddie Eddie.
“Yes,” Buck murmurs against the skin of Eddie’s neck before planting a kiss there. “That is a yes to you eventually asking me to marry you.”
Eddie’s laugh is quiet this time. Buck doesn’t hear it but he feels it rumble through his own chest, a piece of Eddie’s joy sinking into him, and he hopes it weaves itself into his DNA, a part of Eddie forever held inside Buck, more beautiful than the music they are dancing to and more colorful than the sunlight bathing them in its warmth.
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promptspa · 2 years
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Random prompt #37
"Do you believe in soulmates?" Villain asked softly, sitting beside the hero on the side of the rooftop. "I don't," Hero shook their head, kicking out their dangling legs and watching the street down below. "I doubt I would have time to spend with one, anyways." "Maybe I could change your mind?"
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boldlybeautifulkid · 2 years
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A trope I will always love is someone remembering specific details about someone else in a way that makes that someone else feel special. 
Old friends who drifted apart because they found a new friend group? moved away? got into a petty argument? 
A couple with a tragic case of “right person, wrong time.”? 
One character assuming the other might as well now be a stranger, but then they ask about how that hobby they had is going, or point out that they’re wearing their favorite color, or fondly mention an old memory that the other assumed wouldn’t mean anything to them.
Just that little moment of: “Oh, they cared enough about me to commit these things to memory.”
What a hit to the heart.
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unboundprompts · 7 months
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Different Ways to Describe Eye Colors
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Brown Eyes
Blue Eyes
Green Eyes
Hazel Eyes
Unusual Eyes
Gray Eyes
Heterochromia Eyes
Black Eyes
White Eyes
White/Silver Eyes pt 2
Hazel Green Eyes
Gold/Yellow Eyes
Reddish-Brown Eyes
Red Eyes
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make 'em swoon
eyes meeting from across the room
reaching out, grabbing their hand
a subtle wink
licking their lips
a hug that gets deeper
"hi" *raspy voice*
falling asleep on each other
coming back for another kiss
pressing their foreheads together
smile that makes their eyes soften
brushing away their hair
putting their hand on the other's neck
holding them close by their hips
pulling them on their lap
smirking in a way that suggests more
drawing with their fingertips on their skin
hugging them from behind
a kiss pressed to the neck
lips brushing against their ear
whispering to them like they're alone in the world
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scealaiscoite · 2 months
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reasons for there to be only one bed ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱
¹⁾ they’re undercover as a married couple, and as such need to act like one
²⁾ there’s technically two beds available, but it’s freezing cold and everybody knows body heat works best
³⁾ it’s a camping trip, and one character’s forgotten their sleeping bag
⁴⁾ a character goes to their friend’s house after an emotional upheaval in search of comfort, and ends up staying the night - but refuses to kick the homeowner out of their own bed, resulting in the two of them sharing it
⁵⁾ in a roommate scenario, one character’s bedroom has been rendered unusable - and with the couch being unsustainable in the long run, they proffer sharing the one remaining bed as a solution
⁶⁾ there are two beds, but only one blanket
⁷⁾ a character’s taken ill, and the other party worries too much to leave them alone for even a minute
⁸⁾ in a fit of anger after a mission gone wrong, both characters sleep in the only available bed because no one was chivalrous to offer to take the floor
⁹⁾ a character’s had a nightmare, and needs company to feel safe enough to go back to sleep
¹⁰⁾ the weather takes a tumultuous turn, meaning a late night hangout has to turn into a sleepover when a character gets stranded there for the night
¹¹⁾ it’s a late night at work and when they both grow too tired to continue on, the only option is the lone office couch
¹²⁾ a threat’s been made against one/all character(s) involved, and so under the guise of safety in numbers it’s deemed safest if they stay together - everywhere
¹³⁾ one character joins the other for a late-night conversation, and ends up getting comfortable in their bed next to them - evidently too comfortable, as the char in bed falls asleep on the visitor and effectively traps them there
¹⁴⁾ there’s no bed in the shoddy refuge they’ve found after things went sideways, so when it comes time to sleep the only real choice is to stay close together
and, of course,
¹⁵⁾ it’s the last room available at the hotel after a long trip
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euthymiaaa · 3 months
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— subtle physical affection prompts 𓆩♡𓆪
i hope everyone is having a great new year so far! enjoy :D
pushing strands of their hair out of their face
brushing the dust of their clothes
wiping off a food stain near their lips (bonus: you lick it off your fingers)
briefly tracing the lines of their palms
patiently helping them put their shoes on
teasingly playing with the string of their hoodie
nose boops
comparing hand sizes
accidentally grazing their hands as both of you are reaching for the same object
gentle massages for their shoulders
delicately putting your hand on their back
playful stabs with your fingers onto the side of their waist
ever so light forehead pecks
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urfriendlywriter · 4 months
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prompts that has me lying on a highway:
(feel free to use <3 10, 15, 20 are my favs omds. yall tag me when u writeeee I'd love to read :))
"I'm glad you were strong, love."
"i notice the little efforts you make for me.. and i just want you to know i appreciate it." whos cutting onions
SMILING during a kissss >>>>>
the gaze that softens as soon as it lands on you.
hand holding, twirling in their arms, slow dancing > <
telling a joke just to see them laugh
"love.. isn't a word enough to express what i feel for you."
"you were my bestfriend, before you were anything else, love." <333
hugging. especially if they're not much of a hugger, but they keep hugging you because you feel down. (this is my bestfriend aaah ilovehersm :( )
"tell me what you want, baby." in the deepest, nearly inaudible murmur AAAAH
when they always feed you their last bite
"give me a hug."
"i can't even act mad at you, love."
flirty BANTERS!!!!
"I'll come over there and make you shut up then." "you can try."
"i love you." "say it again."
caressing one's cheek (the one in the face.)
running into each other's arms after barely surviving
enemies but one is admitting, confessing and crying to the another after almost losing them!!!!!
collecting your injured lover,
^ "don't you dare die on me, [full fckn name]." "i won't, my love, i want to live for you... with you. for a long time." they strain but their smile after makes you cry.
"this is so wrong," "if so, then stop me, love," "you tempt me, [name]-" cue a KISSSSS "-and you drive me insane."
being curled up together on the bed, their face buried in your chest.
"i like how you did ____ today/that day."
forehead kisses. cheek kisses, knuckle kisses.
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promptsh20 · 4 months
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@promptsh20 brings you:
“Can we just stay like this?” A deep cuddling prompt list.
Digging at each others clothing in search of skin to feel even closer.
Tracing scars and pressing into beauty/birth marks.
Quietly waiting for their breathing to sync.
The silent agreement to only speak in whispers and murmurs.
“I’m sorry, I’m probably suffocating you.” “No, I don’t mind. If I do happen to suffocate, just know I died happy.”
Pecks and nose grazes over all areas of exposed skin.
“Do you want to cuddle?” “Yes, a million times yes.”
The small inkling of panic that the other may leave when they shift positions and then the relief when that’s all it was.
Falling in and out of sleep holding each other and admiring the other while they sleep.
“I needed this.”
Shared excitement over the prospect of a cuddle session after a long day.
One throwing their limbs over the other and the other holding them in place.
“I don’t really want to get up. I’m so comfortable right now.”
Rubbing gentle circles over the other’s back/lower back.
“Is this okay?”
Resting their head on the other’s chest and feeling completely relaxed by their heartbeat.
“I look forward to this everyday.”
Holding and cradling their face to study it, perhaps noticing something new. Something else to love.
“It’s that time already?”
Neither moving for hours, unless it’s to give the other a kiss or to move closer.
“Do you want me to hold you closer?” “No that’s not it, ugh—I just want to curl up inside you. Is that weird?”
Setting up or prepping a place together for cuddling purposes .
“Cuddling has never felt like this. I honestly feel like I’m melting into a puddle and my brain is mush. Or is it just this way with you?”
Heavily doting on each other, feeling lucky seeing the other vulnerable like this, even just knowing them like this.
“I’m sorry, I can’t do anything that’s going to take away from the cuddling.”
Helping each other find a comfortable cuddling position, it doesn’t take very long.
If by any means the other has to get up, a series releasing and detangling ensues.
“Oh my god, your such a cuddle bug.”
Being so wrap up in one another they forget about important bodily functions for example, hunger.
“Ah, there you go. Safe and sound, hm?”
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me-writes-prompts · 5 months
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:-"It was you. It was always you." Friends to lovers prompts-:
By @me-writes-prompts
When they wrap their hand around your waist protectively because it's just an instinct by now>>>
Blushing when they compliment you and then your friends tease you about it and you're just shflskhsljfljs
The lingering touches that have you wanting for more, but they're just so freaking oblivious
*While introducing them* "This is my...friend." "Friend?" *gulps and looks at them* "Yeah, friend."
Those nights when you both party hard and now you have to take them back to their house and they say, no insist, that you stay.
“I know you better than anyone else.” “Do you, though?” “…Of course, I do.” BUT THEY DONT KNOW YOURE IN LOVE WITH THEM
The causal flirting turning into something else because you start to have feelings for them
When they whisper in your ears things that they only want you to hear
^^"We should definitely get out of here. Don't you think so?" and you just(AHHHHH) "Y-yeah, sure. Uh huh." And they chuckle at your shyness because they know just what kind of effect they have on you.
"We could be more, you know?" "Hmmm? What do you want us to be other than friends?" "You know exactly what I want." "I need you to say it. I want to hear it." (SCREAMINGGGGG)
The inside jokes that only both of them know of and they start to randomly laugh with each other while others stare at them, like, are they crazy or what????(Crazy in love, I tell you)
When they cage you between their arms and lean and say "I know exactly what you're thinking." and you start to blush because wtf?!!!!!
Movie nights where you see a couple kissing and you just wonder when that will happen to you. But little do you know, they are already leaning in and you turn your head and they are so closeeeee.
^^"Can I-May I...kiss you?" Your breath catches in your threat and you force yourself to say something, and finally make out a small 'yes' before your lips are attached and you forget how to breathe(<33333333)
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seaside-writings · 5 months
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Prompt #1,167
"I'll choose you every single time,"
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eddiebabygirldiaz · 8 months
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Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday
Tagged by @rogerzsteven @cowboy-buck @wildlife4life @rewritetheending @devirnis @hippolotamus @panbuckley @forthewolves @wikiangela @prince-buck-diaz @oliverstaark
Muah! Thank you lovelies 💖
Here's a little something I've started whipping up for a soft prompt from one of my beloveds
Soft and slow, Eddie drags his lips across Buck’s neck, until he can bury himself in the crook where neck meets shoulder, the most beautiful curve, the most delectable dip, warm and sacred and shaped to fit Eddie perfectly.
Buck grumbles unintelligibly and shifts back against Eddie. Their legs tangle together, soft hair pulling and brushing and creating a quiet rasp, sending a tickle of delight that is sharper than glass and warmer than the sun through Eddie.
Eddie hums and drops a wet, open-mouthed kiss against the sensitive skin of Buck’s neck.
“Eddie,” Buck murmurs, voice all deep-dark and sleep-soft.
“Hmm,” Eddie replies, dropping his hand on Buck’s stomach a little lower, his heart leaping and his body heating from how the muscles coil under his touch.
Eddie luxuriates in this still moment, appreciating the contentment that settles in his chest. He’s never really woken up like this before. Caught up inside a precious bubble made from liquid sunlight, golden and shining, no trace of darkness or pain, touched by the divinity and sacredness of starting the day with the man he loves.
Buck turns in his arms, eyes still closed against the thick liquid spill of amber light that fills the room. Eventually, they open fully, taking Eddie’s breath away with their dazzling intensity, shining like the surface of the sea whose waves ripple with morning sunlight
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whumpprentice · 9 months
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you know what trope drives me absolutely feral? Repetition. Just :
"Hey, hey, it's okay"
"Shh, you're safe, you're safe, it's alright "
"Look at me. Hey, look at me"
"Stay with me. Come on, just stay with me"
"It's over. It's over now."
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry"
"I'm here. I'm right here"
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keyotosprompts · 2 months
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yk i'm such a fool for you ₊˚⊹♡
pining prompts (it's my whole shtick)
⇴ person a and b are looking at each other when there's that one person that annoys both of them, and then laughing. it's that SHARED LOOK and SHARED CONNECTION that makes person a quickly turn away.
⇴ person a comes out looking amazing, and person b is literally too stunned to speak. person b's hand is on their chest as if they're trying to catch their breath. person b so desperately wants to reach out and say something, until person a grabs person c's hand.
⇴ person a has been attracted to person b since they last met at a short-term location (ex. airport), so much so that all of their friends know about person b and are desperate to find them so they can shut person a up.
⇴ person a and person b both brushing hands on accident, and person a quickly yanks their hand away while person b is still spiraling because of the contact.
⇴ additionally ^ they both say "sorry!" at the same time, and person b is just like "oh my god we just brushed hands and their hands were so soft and i want to do it again poierjbhuefjniubh"
⇴ person b doing anything to make person a laugh. "you are my glorious god and i will kiss the ground you walk on," followed by person a's laugh and SMILE (person b nearly evaporates). "shut up" with a smile and PERSON B IS FOUND DEAD ON THE GROUND.
⇴ "you're adorable" "what?" "nothing."
⇴ person b is telling themselves not to get close to person a. but once they see person a right in front of them, they fold immediately. person b listens to any word person a says, regardless of "needing to avoid them." person a has person b enamoured and doesn't even know it.
⇴ person b and person a both jokingly flirt with each other, except neither of them are joking but both of them think the other person is. (idiots)
⇴ "i can't keep myself away from them. i think they have some magnetic force that pulls me into them" – person a/b. "i think that's called attraction and, call me crazy here, but i think you're in love with them." – person c, who is fed up.
⇴ one night stand between person a and person b, whom were both drunk at the time. person b is in the middle of regretting everything and feeling like SHIT and gently admiring a the morning after because they're aware that nothing will be the same after this and this might even be the last time they will talk.
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unboundprompts · 6 months
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an enemy to lovers and one bed trope but I need their responses in the morning being strangled to eachother
One Bed Trope: Morning After Dialogue
-> feel free to edit as you see fit
"Get off of me."
"Is it weird I'm comfortable?"
"Jesus Christ how did we manage to fall asleep like this?"
"How the hell did you wrap your leg around me?"
"You've been laying on my arm all night and I can't feel it."
"I would've moved to the floor but you were using me as a pillow."
"I almost fist-fought you last night when you took the blanket."
"I have to pee so bad please get up."
"I don't think I'm going to be able to look you in the eyes after this."
"You snore. Loudly."
"I do not snore, you liar."
"We don't have to talk about it, just get dressed."
"It's too early for this, we'll talk about it later."
"I don't understand how I slept so good last night."
"Let's keep it professional, alright?"
"Don't get confused, I was only clinging to you because you stole the blanket and I had no other way to keep warm."
"We're not going to bring this up ever again, right?"
"I slept really good last night." "That makes one of us."
"My arm is still asleep."
"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"
"How did the blanket end up on the floor? No wonder I was freezing."
"Go back to sleep."
"You're the only source of warmth in this stupid hotel, come back to bed before I get hypothermia."
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