[ the thing is, nic sleeps like the dead at the best of times let alone after having a rather tiring night the even before. she's dead to the world even as tris starts talking, even as hands meet her shoulders and, impressively enough, even when the voice literally less than a foot from her ear starts to raise in impatient volume.
it's hard to ignore an elbow to the back though, and finally she groans and starts trying to swat over her shoulder at him. ]
Go away, [ she whines, twisting and wriggling and generally getting more tangled up until eventually she's facing tristan. with another grumble, nic jabs her finger in his ribs and smooths over the gesture with a quick peck of a kiss to his lips. ] what time is it? It's too early.
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it's hard to ignore an elbow to the back though, and finally she groans and starts trying to swat over her shoulder at him. ]
Go away, [ she whines, twisting and wriggling and generally getting more tangled up until eventually she's facing tristan. with another grumble, nic jabs her finger in his ribs and smooths over the gesture with a quick peck of a kiss to his lips. ] what time is it? It's too early.