counting magikarps [past]

[2tsunz]

Thalia settled back against her pillows with a rather catlike, satisfied smile.

"Good," she said. "I drink red wine, not white. Although I suppose that if you buy only white, you won't have to share." Her hand inched covertly toward the morphine button. She kept talking. Her leg was suddenly on fire with pain. The excitement had distracted, her, for a time, but...she was surprised there wasn't smoke rising from beneath the sheets. She really hoped he hadn't noticed.

"Unfortunately, gazing upon the beauty of your visage has exhausted my mortal spirit. I want to take a nap. But if you visit again say--tomorrow afternoon? Perhaps we can go somewhere?"

GMOT ?

[GMOT ?]

"Red wine, got it." He liked white wine, and he had enough money, or could wire enough money from his parents to get both. He was tapping into the last of his savings, he may have grown up a rich boy, and had a decently paying job but now that was all over. Eos didn't really pay enough to put his life on the line most of the time.

He noticed, there was a change in her facial expression, it was slight but he noticed. "I know, just being around mere mortals exhausts them. I'll grace you with my presence tomorrow," he got up and walked to the door. "Call me if you need anything, Magikarp, oh and press your button more often. Not very often do you have a chance to be constantly stoned." He winked, and with that, he was off.

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