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Thank you. 'Surprisingly tolerable' is exactly the sort of feedback I was looking for.
Well, you're more than surprisingly tolerable. The room isn't, though. It's been upgraded from "oh god I'm going to die" to "surprisingly tolerable," though, so that's pretty impressive, right?
Well, I am very good, so it's fair enough.
[Just saying. The cuddles are the real magic. He's pleasantly surprised his arm hasn't gone to sleep yet, actually, but it does mean he can settle his arm around his waist comfortingly.]
[Just saying. The cuddles are the real magic. He's pleasantly surprised his arm hasn't gone to sleep yet, actually, but it does mean he can settle his arm around his waist comfortingly.]
[Oh, arm around his waist. That means he can lean his head on Oliver's shoulder, right? That's allowed.]
We probably can't cuddle forever, though. I mean, eventually you'll get sick of it.
We probably can't cuddle forever, though. I mean, eventually you'll get sick of it.
Yes, probably. Warning you now, though, it may take ages.
[The head on his shoulder is totally allowed, you can stay there for a bit. Oliver's just going to sort of rub his beardy chin on the top of Ginsberg's hair because it really is amusing how floofy it's getting.]
[The head on his shoulder is totally allowed, you can stay there for a bit. Oliver's just going to sort of rub his beardy chin on the top of Ginsberg's hair because it really is amusing how floofy it's getting.]
That's okay. I've never actually cuddled with someone long enough for them to get sick of it, so that's kind of a new and exciting experience.
[Why is his beard the best thing ever? Why is Ginsberg so fascinated by his beard? Nobody knows.]
[Why is his beard the best thing ever? Why is Ginsberg so fascinated by his beard? Nobody knows.]
[Because of magical beard-related powers, of course.]
Well let me know if you get sick of it, first.
[Settling back and closing his eyes, yep. He's far too comfy not to.]
Well let me know if you get sick of it, first.
[Settling back and closing his eyes, yep. He's far too comfy not to.]
Mmhmm. I'll let you know.
[He's definitely closing his eyes, too. Not like he's tired or anything. Just resting for a second.]
[He's definitely closing his eyes, too. Not like he's tired or anything. Just resting for a second.]
[He does manage to doze off for a bit, the sort of half-asleep daze you tend to fall into when it's the middle of the day and you have another person half-draped across your chest. Although seeing as this room doesn't have any windows, he really has no idea what time of day it is. He certainly has far less of an idea when he blinks himself awake some time later. It may have been minutes or hours, for all he knows.
Sometimes he really regrets not owning a watch.]
Sometimes he really regrets not owning a watch.]
[Ginsberg owns -- and is actually wearing -- a watch, but he's apparently fast asleep, so if Oliver wants to check the time he'll either have to wake him up or very carefully pull his arm closer to look at his watch. Either way, it's kind of a miracle that he's sleeping at all. He'll probably wake up in a couple seconds.]
[He is just going to fumble for Ginsberg's wrist, pulling it closer to squint at bleary-eyed with little consideration for the arm attached to it.
7pm. That would be more useful if he remembered what time it was when they feel asleep.]
7pm. That would be more useful if he remembered what time it was when they feel asleep.]
[Yep, that wakes him up. He startles a little, having apparently forgotten that he was trapped in a windowless room and cuddling with another guy.]
Still locked?
[Apparently he's remembered about the door being locked fast enough.]
Still locked?
[Apparently he's remembered about the door being locked fast enough.]
Haven't checked yet.
[He's still just staring at his watch, pulling it closer to take a better look and probably sort of yanking Ginsberg half on top of him in the process.]
I wish you had dates on this thing, too.
[He's still just staring at his watch, pulling it closer to take a better look and probably sort of yanking Ginsberg half on top of him in the process.]
I wish you had dates on this thing, too.
Well, shit, sorry my watch doesn't measure up to your exacting standards.
[It's not exactly hard to tug him around, considering how much shorter and smaller he is than Oliver, and so he's easily pulled halfway on top of him. And tries his hardest to be nonchalant about it.]
[It's not exactly hard to tug him around, considering how much shorter and smaller he is than Oliver, and so he's easily pulled halfway on top of him. And tries his hardest to be nonchalant about it.]
Remember what time we fell asleep? It's seven now.
[He'll pay attention to how much he's manhandling you around as soon as the much more important aspect of what day it is is cleared up. Just enjoy your perch while you're here.]
[He'll pay attention to how much he's manhandling you around as soon as the much more important aspect of what day it is is cleared up. Just enjoy your perch while you're here.]
Around four, I think. That's the last time I checked my watch.
[And he does check his watch frantically when he's locked in a room.]
[And he does check his watch frantically when he's locked in a room.]
Hmm, nice little nap, then.
[He drops Gineberg's arm at last. Oh, now he notices the smallish mustached man on his chest.]
Hello there.
[He drops Gineberg's arm at last. Oh, now he notices the smallish mustached man on his chest.]
Hello there.
[Did you really not notice him before? He looks a bit amused and a bit befuddled. But he's not going to go anywhere unless Oliver's kicking him off.]
Hi.
Hi.
[What, there was more important things to take care of first.]
Comfy?
Comfy?
No! Fat and comfy aren't synonyms. You're just less, uh, sharp and pointy than I am.
Alright. Just checking.
[Snickering at you, Ginsberg. Sorry, it's your own fault you're cute.]
[Snickering at you, Ginsberg. Sorry, it's your own fault you're cute.]
[Oliver glances down to where his feet are dangling off the bottom of the bed.]
You know, I'm not sure I've ever noticed that before, but by jove you may be right.
You know, I'm not sure I've ever noticed that before, but by jove you may be right.
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