[u][i]Lounge Room...[/i][/u]
[b]Suuz, or Aleks lies on a couch in the lounge room. He has a bra on his head like cat ears, and a pair of panties on his face like Bane's mask. The smell of alcohol seeps out of his mouth along with drool as his upper body lies over the edge of the couch, making him lay at a 90 degree angle. He also smells of smoke and food. A chocolate chip cookie is clenched in his right hand, and his gun in his left. [/b]
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English
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"A chef always eats their food..."
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"You're not old enough to be drinking"
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"But I'm also a psychotic demon hunter so who cares!"
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"Whoever's panties those are"
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"I don't actually know...."
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"Get up and clean yourself up kid"
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"My legs feel like lead..."
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[b]she walks over and holds out her hand to help you up[/b]
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[b]He takes the hand, and pulls himself onto his feet. [/b]
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Tara walks in. "Really?"
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"Yes, really..."
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"Alright." She sits down.
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"My head hurts..."
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"Hangover?"
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"Yep..."
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"Thought you're only 15." She smiles.
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"Yep..."
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"Why do you smell like smoke?"
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"I don't know... Why do these panties smell weird..."
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She resists the almost automatic blush. "Because they're panties."
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"Do women smell down there?"
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"That isn't important right now."
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"They smell very weird.... Like iron..."
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She grabs the panties and throws them aside. "Better?"
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"It lingers in my nose!"