" you and I both know — there's not going to be much sleeping. "
A cheeky smirk appeared upon his lips— their had an on-off relationship for years he knew how these things work.
" we still have yet to use the new TV. "
“i need some greasy food , a hot shower and sleep.”
her teeth sank into her underlip , hiding the smile forming , brows raising in curious questioning.
“sound like a plan ?”
smile forming g on his,lips, he couldn't help but chuckle — he knew what she'd been capable of , since the gwo had been living on their own for nearly a year — he di ally knew when to not push her buttons.
" noted "
hues side glancing toward him for a mere second before she chuckled , nestling her head willingly against him ; his comfort a much desired thing right now.
“protect your balls too , if i see your nose is safe , those will be my next target.”
brims etching upward , a huffed laugh passing through her nostrils as she swayed her body against his.
“it is still in the cards , don’t celebrate so soon .”
peeking at him from beneath her lashes , her smile slid into a smirk.
a smile worked itself onto his face. lifting the bottle to his lips, he took a quick swig before placing it gently on the bottom step.
" you didn't knock the shit out of me this time — I'll take it. "
He teased
beer hanging between the fingers of one hand , her other reached to grasp his bicep , giving a comforting squeeze before she smiled faintly.
“i missed you.” she breathed.
taking the beer from her hand, he took a small swig from it. a smile worked itself onto his lips , green hues looking down to examine her — she seemed much more relaxed.
seated upon the steps outside , two warm beers clank within her hand as fiona shuffles closer , one glass bottle being offered to @SUAVEISMS before her head is rested upon his shoulder , eyelids closed momentarily.
« sign for it here.”
she explained briefly , she hadn’t exactly listened when the hospital had given her the information but she’d at least taken the card.
“it’s uh , under fiona gallagher.”
squinting toward the approaching male , fiona huffed a breath at his question. she lowered her casted arm , her uninjured hand reached into the pocket of her shorts to withdraw a card , details of her car and this address scribbled upon it.
“rough couple days.”
she admitted , »
« allowing him to guide her inside. following willingly , her pounding head thankful for the sudden change in lighting. she held the card toward him.
“i’m looking for . . whoever works here , my car got towed here last night. hit a fucking pole , they said i’d have to »