a late night

[funny_herman]

*watches Helga shut the door*

Oh...hmm. Well, Bobby, I guess it's just you and me until we pass out.

*raises glass of gin as a toast and takes a swallow*

All the more gin for us! *laughs lightheadedly*

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[is-it-bobby.livejournal.com]

-winks at herman and devlishly smiles, laughing- "I like your way of thinking!" -downs a glass of gin himself-

Several hours later...

[funny-herman.livejournal.com]

*blinks dazedly...waking from a black dream...head throbbing slightly*

*sees empty bottle of gin on the floor*

*suddenly notices...bobby curled up asleep beside him*

*shocked, he thinks rapidly*

Mein Gott, for a second I thought it was-

*shakes head to clear the memories*

But wait... Did anything...happen? ...No...I don't...think so... But he looks so peaceful there, I'd hate to disturb him...

*sighs*

*pulls the covers over his shoulder and goes back to sleep*

Re: Several hours later...

[is-it-bobby.livejournal.com]

Bobby lays curled, sleeping. As herman shifts in his sleep to look at him, he stirrs a little as well, letting out a small sigh, and then falling back to sleep once more. As he curled next to herman as he falls back asleep, his sweet scent, a mix of powder and gin, encloses them both. Another sigh escapes him. No. Nothing has happend...

..yet..

A couple *more* hours later...

[funny-herman.livejournal.com]

*opens eyes...sees dull sunlight through the window*

*sits up*

Ach verdammt! Bobby...Bobby, wake up, it's probably well after noon. We've overslept. If the Emcee hasn't woken himself yet, he'll be wondering what we're up to.

*stops to consider this and smirks...*

Come, let's go downstairs. I think I already hear music. *ugh* My head...

Re: A couple *more* hours later...

[is-it-bobby.livejournal.com]

Opens an eye as hector sits up, the comfortable warmth suddenly replaced by seets easily jostling him out of his sleep, groaning into his pillow. Soon he heaves his body out of bed, and looks to herman with a small, lopsided smile. As he speaks, his voice is lower then usual. "I beleive he's still asleep. But your right" he runs a hand through his hair, and then falters back a step or two. "Mein gott it's bright..."

He then rubs his head, and follows hector downstairs, leaning on him slightly, his steps slightly wobbly.