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Sept 1, 2019 13:50:42 GMT
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morning's risin'
all the world has gone to bed
In her slightly inebriated state, Natalie's physical closeness to her didn't bother her as much. She was still quite aware of the placement of the woman's hand but she wasn't as put off by it. In fact, she sort of welcomed it. Natalie was perhaps the only person throughout her life that Clarke was comfortable enough to be this physical with.
Her eyes heavily drooped as she tried to recall where she put her bottle. "I don't think...I should go home right now." She started saying. "But...I can't...not...go home." Clarke mumbled as she closed her eyes, just to rest them.
and the melody inside my head
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Sept 27, 2018 13:57:35 GMT
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Sleepiness aided with comfort and wine had taken over Natalie, though she believed she was fairing better than her friend. Still, she turned her head, nuzzling into soft red locks as she closed her eyes. It would be so easy to fall asleep right there, in the proximity of her pets and favorite person. She smelt so sweet and warm. "Just stay the night." Natalie requested without another thought. There was plenty of room, even with all the animals that she shared her home with.
"I have a set of pajamas you can borrow," Nat continued, further believing that Clarke shouldn't even attempt to make it home, from how she sounded at all. She squeezed the leg that she kept a hand on, and all of the animals began to lazily shift out of the way. "C'mon."
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Sept 1, 2019 13:50:42 GMT
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morning's risin'
all the world has gone to bed
The idea of staying overnight was quite tempting in that moment but she had to go home. She had a routine she needed to follow. She didn't want to wake up cranky and miserable, especially not in a house where there were so many feelings to consider.
Lazily she opened her eyes and placed a hand over Natalie's cheek and patted it lightly.
"I shouldn't. I want to but I shouldn't." She stayed where she was for a few moments before gently pushing Natalie back against the couch and plucked Oz off and placed her on the couch as well. The mutt wriggled into her owner's side and went back to sleep. Clarke still had her wits about her, sort of. The cold night air could do her some good.
She looked down at Natalie with a hazy smile before picking up their plates and moving into the kitchen to wash up.
and the melody inside my head
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Sept 27, 2018 13:57:35 GMT
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Natalie knew her friend was stubborn. She knew that if Clarke's mind was set on going home - whether or not she wanted to - it likely wasn't going to change. The shift of weight on the couch had her leaning back against it, hand shifting to her dog's head, scratching her ear lightly before she started to get up, too. Grabbing the few beer bottles and her empty glass, she followed the red head to the kitchen.
"Why shouldn't you?" Nat asked genuinely, eyebrows raising upwards as she put the bottles into recycling before opening up the dishwasher for her glass and the plates Clarke held.
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Sept 1, 2019 13:50:42 GMT
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morning's risin'
all the world has gone to bed
Natalie's question brought a soft smile to Clarke's face before she shrugged. "You know why." She responded and placed the plates into the dishwasher.
Natalie probably knew her the best and she knew how strict she was about her routine. Part of her understood the lack of necessity for the routines but Clarke didn't like when she couldn't be free to do them.
She was about to reach out and hug Natalie just for comfort but she knew if she did, she'd just succumb to her baser urges and wake up a horrible mess. She really didn't want Natalie to see her when she was a mess. Hell, she didn't want anyone to see her when she was a mess.
Clarke released a light chuckle and waved a hand. "I didn't bring a toothbrush, anyway."
and the melody inside my head
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Sept 27, 2018 13:57:35 GMT
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A small smile played about Natalie's lips at the answer given to her. Clarke was her friend - her best friend, even - but she never understood why the redhead was so set on a routine that she didn't always follow. Maybe just having the option to follow through with it was enough for Clarke, but Natalie shrugged her shoulders in a sort of surrender.
With all of the dishes in the dishwasher, Natalie shut it and stood up straight. A hand naturally found its way to the telekinetic, pressing her palm against Clarke's cheek lightly. Her thumb brushed against her temple a few times. "I always have an extra toothbrush, for emergencies." In part because with so many animals, there had been occasions where she would find hers had hair on it. Keeping backups wasn't a bad idea.
Natalie let out a dramatic sigh, "I won't stop you, if you're determined. Just know you have a space here."
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Sept 1, 2019 13:50:42 GMT
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morning's risin'
all the world has gone to bed
Clarke was obviously touch starved by the way she responded to Natalie's touch. She leaned into her friend's hand and closed her eyes with a smile. She was awful glad that Natalie was invaded personal spaces on the regular because if not, Clarke would still keep her distance.
She chuckled lightly at Natalie's dramatics and curled a hand around her friend's wrist, squeezing it lightly before pulling it down. "Thank you, sweetie. I need to sober up before sleep anyway." She chuckled and let go of Natalie's hand to grab her purse from the table by the door.
"Thank you so much for tonight. As always. Love you." She pressed her fingers to her lips and waved at Natalie.
and the melody inside my head
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Sept 27, 2018 13:57:35 GMT
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A hand around her wrist beckoned it to stay, and Natalie was happy to oblige for as long as her friend wished for it, but it was only a moment before her hand was pulled away, and she wrapped her fingers around the counter table instead, giving a warm smile to the affectionate way she was spoken to. It was a lost cause, and really, Nat had no desire to pressure Clarke into anything, but to instead make it well known she was welcome.
"Love you too. Be safe." She gave a little wave with her free hand, walking Clarke out. "Send me a message when you get home. Please." Maybe she worried a little too much, but she liked knowing the redhead made it home without trouble.
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