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(Ya then you want him to be concerned over something that shouldn't have to be concerned over. Also, where would that lead us in the plot? Mind if I answer? whispers no where. Sorry for the sass but…)
(Ya then you want him to be concerned over something that shouldn't have to be concerned over. Also, where would that lead us in the plot? Mind if I answer? whispers no where. Sorry for the sass but…)
(okay okay sorry. drop the insomnia thing. just go. sorry. I don't wanna fight.)
(But liek
seriouslY??? YOU TRYNA KILL DIS POOR CHIHLD?)
Havenwood stirred with a gentle groan. He hated waking up. Very much. With a passion.
(i is sowy)
"Oh, hey. You're awake." Elise nudged him with a smile.
(Das okay.)
Havenwood groaned again and grabbed Elise again. "How long have you been awake for?"
"All night." Elise shrugged. "I don't sleep much, but it's nothing to worry about."
Havenwood sighed. "Is this the only night that's happened?"
"No…why do you ask?" She tilted her head.
Havenwood sighed and relaxed back into the bed. "You're just riddled with all kinds of diseases."
"And what other 'diseases' might I have?" Elise smiled. "They haven't accomplished much."
Havenwood booped her nose. "The 'Too Cute Disease'."
Elise grinned. "I am not cute."
"You're pretty cute," Havenwood murmured gently.
"Mmm…think what you want, I guess."
"You guess? You're adorable."
"You'd think Conscience would have pointed that out as an 'advantage'," She replies, giggling. "But she didn't, so…am I really?"
Havenwood wrapped his legs around her and booped her nose again. "Yes."
"Alright. I can live with that." She responded, trying to shield her nose from any more boops.
Havenwood nudged her chin with his nose, grinning. "No more nose boops, huh?"
"N-no!" She answers, giggling.
Havenwood swung up so he was on top of her. "Gimmie your nose." He pried her hands away from her face, smiling.
"Never!" Elise hides her face.
Havenwood giggled and grabbed her hands in his, then pulled them away. "Yiiiisssss nossseeeee!"
Elise laughs madly, her sides hurting. She swings her body, throwing Havenwood off, and scrambles off of the bed and opens the door. "You want my nose? Then come get it!"
Havenwood scrambled up and chased her out of the room, leaning forward, ready to pounce her down to the ground.
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