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Tweak says, "do the noodle dance!"

countingsheep (countingsheep) wrote in unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-27 10:55:00

Current music:	Black Sabbath- Paranoid
Entry tags:	eleanor branstone, zacharias smith

Who: Zach and El
When: After the ball
Where: El's flat
What: Being awesome!! (as usual)
Rating: PG-13, 'cause they both need their mouths washed out with soap.
Status: Closed/In progress

Heaving a long sigh, Zach pushed his spare key into the lock of El's flat. She had owled it to him a few days earlier with a ring that fit her, seeing as he will have to be moving in after their wedding on the sixteenth. Five days... just five days and he will be a married man. He didn't even think put forth the effort to think about it as he pushed open the door and put his key back in his pocket. He was too drunk to be bothering himself with things like that.

Looping an arm around his wife-to-be, he pulled El into her otherwise empty apartment. He pushed the door closed with his foot before picking her up and carefully carrying her to her bedroom. It was a big effort for a skinny drunk man, he had to try and keep his wobbly steps steady, he couldn't even see his feet, which made it a bit harder. At least she was just as thin as he was or this would have been a disaster.

Relief washed over him as he had made it to her bedroom and set her down. He rolled his shoulders and let himself drop, sitting Indian style on her bedroom floor and looking up at her.

"So, y' need help with these kinky boots?" A smirk crept onto his face, "How 'bout yer dress?"

"Have to admit, wouldn't mind helping w' that one."

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	eleanor_ 2008-07-27 06:05 pm UTC (link)
	El scowled a light blush visible on her pale cheeks. "So what? 's no' that bad ta be a virgin. Or naive. Or both. 's no' like 'm missing out on somethin'. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-27 06:20 pm UTC (link)
	He looked up at her and smiled, noticing the blush on her cheeks. Instead of standing up jsut to fall over, he got himself up on his knees and crawled up on to her bed to sit next to her. "You are, just 'aven't realized it yet," he said and laid back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-27 06:22 pm UTC (link)
	Looking down at him El wrinkled her nose, thinking about it. "You think so? Dunno, doesn't feel like 'm missing out on somethin'," She shrugged, chewing her bottom lip somewhat unsure. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

countingsheep
2008-07-27 06:37 pm UTC (link)

He tilted his head to look at her unbelievingly and laughed, shifting a bit on the bed.

"'Course you don't, love," he tugged at his tie, loosening it as he had tightened it back up at some point during the night. That felt better. He popped off a couple of the buttons with a sigh, before getting an idea.

He smirked, "Wanna help me with these buttons?"

"They're dreadful."

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	eleanor_ 2008-07-28 01:09 am UTC (link)
	El rolled her eyes as she sat up again. "You can deal with boots from hell bu' not with a few simple buttons? Take it all back, you're a loser," She mumbled, squinting a little to make things clearer as she sat do help him with said dreadful buttons. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-28 08:11 am UTC (link)
	He rose his eyebrows, surprised to see that she was actually doing it. Huh, maybe he should get her drunk more often! He smirked, "How 'bout my pants now? Wanna help me with those?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-28 08:15 am UTC (link)
	for a moment it seemed as if El would actually do it, before she looked up and glared at him. "Why would I help you with your pants? Ye're so goin' to leave those on," She huffed, flopping back down on the bed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-28 08:26 am UTC (link)
	He pouted, and shrugged himself out of his blazer, throwing it ontop of her. "You're no good." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-28 08:27 am UTC (link)
	El pouted, pushing his blazer from her face. "Wha'? Why am I no good once 'gain? You're so confusing," She sighed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-28 09:03 am UTC (link)
	"'Cause you aren't," he said matter-of-factly with a nod of his head. He drew up his arms and picked up his head, resting his hands beneath his head to support it and rest it ontop of them. He glanced over at her and yawned. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-28 09:07 am UTC (link)
	Rolling over El poked Zach, still glaring at him. "'m good for a lot o' things! You're jus' confusin' me all the time...told you I was Bambi." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-29 03:54 pm UTC (link)
	"Yer good foorrr..." he started and looked up at the ceiling as he thought it out. "Good fer planning our wedding," he gave her a wide grin. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-29 04:00 pm UTC (link)
	"Wha' 'm I good for once the wedding is over though?" El frowned as she thought about it, curling around the pillow. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-29 04:05 pm UTC (link)
	"Cleanin' dishes?" He gave her a sloppy smile and looked over at her as she curled around her pillow. "Awww, wha's wrong?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-29 04:06 pm UTC (link)
	"I won' clean dishes," El huffed and rolled her eyes. "Wha' are you good for anyway?" She added, looking him over. "Nuthin's wrong. Jus' like my pillow." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-29 04:16 pm UTC (link)
	"Good for a load of things." "'m a special cook," he said matter-of-factly. "You'll love me for it." "Have, and gonna inherit a load of money... tha's good for something..." He smirked, "And I have clothes that you could fit into." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-29 04:18 pm UTC (link)
	"Well cooking is good...'n I really love your clothes. But money is overrated," El nodded. "'m good for somethin' too. I have long legs, you can look at them while cooking." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-29 04:22 pm UTC (link)
	"So you want to struggle, then?" He faked a shiver, "Can't imagine that." "Look at those when 'm cooking and you'll be eating burnt food," he winked. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-29 04:24 pm UTC (link)
	"You know...I really don't know why everyone is so obsessed with my legs." Looking down she stretched one leg out, frowning slightly. "They're like all other legs out there..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-29 04:27 pm UTC (link)
	"Wellll, first," he started with a sigh. "Don't have any jiggly bits on them," he nodded before smirking. "'n then they're the door to what's b'tween 'em!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-29 04:30 pm UTC (link)
	"ZACH!" Releasing the pillow El threw it into Zach's general direction, lips pursed. "I swear, you're absolutely horrible. 's tha' the only thing you ever think 'bout?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	countingsheep 2008-07-29 04:34 pm UTC (link)
	He let out a laugh at her reaction and let the pillow hit him. "No," he replied. "I think about other... stuff...." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	eleanor_ 2008-07-29 04:35 pm UTC (link)
	"Other stuff? Wha' other stuff?" El raised an eyebrow. Crossing her arms in front of her chest she frowned slightly, considering if it had really been a good move to ask that question. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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