[ 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?!!!!!!????]
[ Rose could singlehandedly defeat Palpatine *without* a lightsaber lbr.
Well, MAYBE if he communicated this he’d be getting all the snuggles!
She huffs back at him; it’s not an angry sound, she’s not angry at him. She’s just bemused. Her interaction with drunk people has not been pleasant in the past, and admittedly she’s a little on edge due to that, but he’s being .. well, adorable. And a little frustrating. ]
I could try levitating you into your bed, but you might get dropped a few times in the process.
[Both Finn and Rose are the true heros of this story lets just be honest here.
Look Rey he isn't exactly good at this whole asking for pets and snuggles thing. He's a man! He just assumes that you know what he wants and when. Its a simple process.]
[ Rey's taste in men: walking disasters with few to no braincells. ]
I think if you don't get off the floor, BB-8 is going to accuse me of neglect.
[ Speaking of disaster, she's gonna just. Take his arm and sort of pull him up as gently as she can so he's half-sitting, half-leaning on her. And okay, yeah, he's definitely very drunk. The smell of alcohol is practically coming out of his pores. ] Okay, you're going to have to hold onto me. [ She dumps the bag over her shoulder onto the floor to better use all of herself as leverage. ]
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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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Well, MAYBE if he communicated this he’d be getting all the snuggles!
She huffs back at him; it’s not an angry sound, she’s not angry at him. She’s just bemused. Her interaction with drunk people has not been pleasant in the past, and admittedly she’s a little on edge due to that, but he’s being .. well, adorable. And a little frustrating. ]
I could try levitating you into your bed, but you might get dropped a few times in the process.
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Look Rey he isn't exactly good at this whole asking for pets and snuggles thing. He's a man! He just assumes that you know what he wants and when. Its a simple process.]
That's both mean and rude.
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She rolls her eyes, playfully. ]
Are you committed to staying on the floor?
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And still no snuggles!!!!]
The floor isn't a bad place. [It caught him when he fell.]
Guess I could try the bed though.
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[ Rey's taste in men: walking disasters with few to no braincells. ]
I think if you don't get off the floor, BB-8 is going to accuse me of neglect.
[ Speaking of disaster, she's gonna just. Take his arm and sort of pull him up as gently as she can so he's half-sitting, half-leaning on her. And okay, yeah, he's definitely very drunk. The smell of alcohol is practically coming out of his pores. ] Okay, you're going to have to hold onto me. [ She dumps the bag over her shoulder onto the floor to better use all of herself as leverage. ]
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a million years later
same
i always welcome backtags babe!