[ She's brought water! And other provisions, in the event he needs them. Look. Rey doesn't actually know what being on spice might feel like, much less what might be required to offset the less than desirable symptoms, given her total lack of experience here (and, frankly, with the rest of... life experiences that aren't fighting to live the next day). So she brought quite a lot with her! She's prepared!
Her mouth is shifted to the side in a not-quite-smile and her forehead scrunched as she moves to stand above him. ]
[She will find him located on the floor near his bed. He wasn't able to complete the mission of passing out on his bed as planned. Will he ever learn his lesson of understanding that drinking and spice never mix well, doubtful but his body seems to have learned to accommodate his bad life choices.
He has an arm draped over his face to help shield his eyes, he's a complete mess but alas tis the Dameron way.
His head lifts ever so slightly when he hears Rey's voice, eyes squinted and last but not least that famous, dashing Poe Dameron smile.]
Oh, that smile does things to this poor scavenger, sends her heart throbbing against her chest. In spite of herself, Rey finds herself fighting a smile back. ]
Hello. [ Sack over her shoulder, she crouches down, surveying the damage. ] I brought water.
[ So many bad decisions are made in this trio? Rose, where are you to help balance the stupidity??? That’s why she and Finn didn’t work out, isn’t it?
She wrinkles her nose at him, not quite understanding what he wants but knowing he wants something courtesy of the Force. Or maybe it’s just intuition.
Also, she’s still trying to grasp that he wants... anything from her. She’s fairly sure this is just the spice talking. ]
[Rose is a precious, innocent little cupcake like Finn. She got out of this whole mess while she could, smart girl!
Hair pets would be really frisking amazing right now if he had his way. The main thing he really wants is for Rey not to be to angry with him, his head is still pounding and he isn't in the best shape to argue right now.
At the mention of having to make the attempt of getting up, he makes a little noise. The floor is perfectly fine and why isn't he getting snuggles by now?!!!!!!????]
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I do NOT have a spice habit!!!!!!
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Don't make me come over there and throw you over my shoulder.
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Okay first I wouldn't let you because you would hurt yourself.
And second you would probably kill us both so NOPE!
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Why are you yelling?
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Pet my hair.
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I'm coming, you big ewok baby.
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Don't drown in your own drool.
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Her mouth is shifted to the side in a not-quite-smile and her forehead scrunched as she moves to stand above him. ]
I'm also nice. Putting up with you like this.
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He has an arm draped over his face to help shield his eyes, he's a complete mess but alas tis the Dameron way.
His head lifts ever so slightly when he hears Rey's voice, eyes squinted and last but not least that famous, dashing Poe Dameron smile.]
Mmm. Hey.
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Oh, that smile does things to this poor scavenger, sends her heart throbbing against her chest. In spite of herself, Rey finds herself fighting a smile back. ]
Hello. [ Sack over her shoulder, she crouches down, surveying the damage. ] I brought water.
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You live and you learn. Unfortantally he's not grasping the learning concept. Right now he just wants hair pets and nuzzles.]
Thanks.
[Now give him snuggles, Rey!]
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She wrinkles her nose at him, not quite understanding what he wants but knowing he wants something courtesy of the Force. Or maybe it’s just intuition.
Also, she’s still trying to grasp that he wants... anything from her. She’s fairly sure this is just the spice talking. ]
C’mon, big guy. Let’s get you off the floor.
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Hair pets would be really frisking amazing right now if he had his way. The main thing he really wants is for Rey not to be to angry with him, his head is still pounding and he isn't in the best shape to argue right now.
At the mention of having to make the attempt of getting up, he makes a little noise. The floor is perfectly fine and why isn't he getting snuggles by now?!!!!!!????]
That requires moving.
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a million years later
same
i always welcome backtags babe!