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Darren chuckled, "You are clearly tired. Are you cold do you need a blanket or a warm body to lay with?"
Darren chuckled, "You are clearly tired. Are you cold do you need a blanket or a warm body to lay with?"
"Okay, cool. I told you I'm not drunk!" Lloyd very sternly told the wall. "Pfft, these people are so rude."
(God stop being so rude…. walls these days)
(Ikr so disrespectful)
Lillian, despite her illness, managed to pull Darren on top of her, "I'm fine now."
Darren laughed loudly placing a kiss on her nose, "I'm gonna crush you." He said trying to get up.
Lillian whined as she wrapped her arms around him, "No! Don't go. Please?"
(*cue the "How Rude!" thing from Full House)
(lol.)
"Fine." Darren gave up and relaxed. "Can you really sleep like this?"
(HAHAHAHA)
Lillian looked up at him, "Yep, you're like a big old teddy bear. Except better! Because you're warm."
Darren laughed and put his face in her neck.
"People are mean arent they?" Ben asked loyd.
Lillian held Darren tighter. She was a bit breathless at the moment. Her eyes fluttering between open and shut.
Darren hummed a song into her neck softly, waiting for her breathing to even out indicating sleep.
Lillian eventually gave into sleep. She had faint smile on her face.
Darren stopped humming when he heard Lillian had fallen asleep and eventually he fell asleep too. They slept like that for a long time until Darren was jolted awake by the sound of the front door opening and slamming shut. Dad?
Lillian was sick enough that her normal tendency to wake at the slightest of sounds, failed her. She continued to sleep.
"I know, right?" Lloyd shook his head, seemingly disappointed in the wall's rude behavior. "I thought you were better than this." He said to the wall again. "There is no blood in my alcohol system. I mean… I dunno what I mean…"
Before Darren could get up his father was already in the room questioning him. "Hey, son what are you doing up? The wait is that- what the hell are you doing?"
"Dad, shhh, she's sleeping. She's sick" He said rolling off of Lillian and standing up to greet his dad.
"Who the hell is this? She better not be the reason you skip practice or I'll beat you boy." His father threatened as he stepped closer to Darren.
Lillian muttered something that sounded an awful lot like 'fuck off' in her sleep.
Darren's dad turned his attention to Lillian on the couch, Darren thought he smelt alcohol on his father's breath.
"What did she just say to me?" He half yelled inching closer to Lillian.
"LEAVE HER ALONE! PLEASE DAD, DON'T!" Darren screamed knowing very well what he was capable of.
Okay she lied, she had been awake from the start. Lillian half opened her eye, staring the man in the eye. She said slightly clearer, "I said fuck off."
(Lmaooo)
(Sick Lillian has never given any shits. Most of her scars come from when she was sick and filled with confidence.)
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