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The sake was a bad idea.

...are you allright?

*nods and then stops because ow that hurts and grips her head to steady it* I have a headache.

..perhaps you should lay back down?

What time is it? *shields her eyes against the light of the room with a small wince* What was in that? I didn't drink much at all.

...I don't know. You bought it, remember?

*he reaches a hand up, running it slowly through her hair*

It's after noon.

I didn't think I had bought anything cheap and low-grade...Maybe I got ripped off. *makes a face*

*she leans into his touch, closing her eyes* That feels nice...

...Mmm. Can't go back to sleep.

...Are you feeling alright?

Edited 2008-03-29 19:06 (UTC)

..Perhaps your body just isn't used to the alcohol?

*He lets a hand lay against her back now*

..Yes, I'm fine.

That could be it. I didn't drink too much, did I? A couple of small glasses of champagne and a bit of sake with supper...Oh. *sounds a little anxious, it's really quite cute* I didn't do anything, did I? Nothing stupid or embarrassing?

*She moves with great care to bury her face in the place where neck and shoulder meet, breathing him in and closing her eyes*

Yes? Good.

No...you talked quite a bit, but..I don't think that would be considered embarrasing for you.

*He smells clean, due to the fact he'd taken a bath before she'd woken up, his hair was still slightly damp as well*

He said nothing else, though his eyes were hooded and he seemed to be looking down at her rather intently. Though he did that often, so perhaps there was no reason behind that particular behavior.

*wrinkles her nose* I hope I didn't annoy you? I know you don't talk nearly as much as I do, and if I was being overly chatty...

*she lifts a hand to twine a few of his damp locks in her fingers and after a while lifts her head to let their eyes meet* What's on your mind...?

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