Last time I died? I came back - [ she points a finger out his window, to the tiny raft bobbing on the surf just barely visible in the moonlight. ] - on that thing. Drenched is pretty relative, at this point.
[ but since that wasn't even what he was asking - ]
And no, actually, this is kind of a first. Or like - so much worse than usual. Hey, I got it. [ her answer fades seamlessly into an offer to take his job once he's mopping up puddles, and she drops into a crouch to reach for the towel he's using to mop. ]
[ her hands go up to show she's not reaching for the towel anymore. ] Whatever you say. [ it's an agreement, and she stands up now to rub off a little more of the water on her way to the couch. then she sinks down one of the cushions. ] Yeah though, sound-proofing would seriously rock my world. Instead, I'm pretty much couch-surfing.
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[ He bends down to mop up the little puddles of water around her. ]
I'm assuming you don't get drenched all the time.
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[ but since that wasn't even what he was asking - ]
And no, actually, this is kind of a first. Or like - so much worse than usual. Hey, I got it. [ her answer fades seamlessly into an offer to take his job once he's mopping up puddles, and she drops into a crouch to reach for the towel he's using to mop. ]
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That's gotta be weird. Too bad the walls in these places can't be sound-proofed.
[ He then shakes his head when she offers to take the towel. ]
I got it. You're my guest.
[ He jerks his head toward the couch. ]
Go relax in a silent house.
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Nothin' wrong with that.
[ He finishes and stands up with the wet towel. ]
Whenever we were planetside, I'd end up on other people's couches more often than my own.
[ Or in their beds. But considering what Sally was trying to get away from, he felt it was better to leave that out.
As he goes to dump the blanket in the old hamper he had found in the house, ]
What anything to drink?
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