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Teddy Altman ([info]goinggreen) wrote in [info]tensor,
@ 2011-05-16 23:17:00

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Entry tags:brian_braddock, teddy_altman

Brian
"I think I may actually snap and beat Hank and Clint to death with my bust of Catwoman. And I must be on my way to drunk if I just admitted to having a bust of Catwoman."

Teddy and Brian were in his room, Clint and Hank only God knew where. Teddy had slipped into his girl form somewhere between the third and forth shot, flushing and giggling and in high spirits. Her metabolism would burn through the alcohol fairly quickly, but it was sure nice before it all evaporated from her system.

"Quick, ask me embarrassingly intimate questions while I'm still uninhibited."



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[info]goinggreen
2011-05-19 01:59 am UTC (link)
"What?" she breathed, blinking rapidly to try to clear her thoughts.

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[info]britspeak
2011-05-19 02:30 am UTC (link)
"Well done for a first kiss," he clarified, laughing a little.

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[info]goinggreen
2011-05-19 11:28 am UTC (link)
"What? Oh. Oh!"

Teddy pulled back, startled--too fast. She overbalanced, fell out of Brian's lap, tumbling into an undignified sprawl at Brian's feet. "Ouch, hell," she said, blinking up at him, cheeks stained with color.

Brian's lips were wet, swollen.

"Oh my God, were we just making out?"

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[info]britspeak
2011-05-19 11:40 am UTC (link)
"I think we were," Brian said, laughing again. He leaned back, boneless and totally unconcerned; the alcohol was doing its magic.

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