He came out of the bathroom after a few moments, smiling. "Its almost four in the damn afternoon. We crashed." He scratched his bare stomach before jerking his head towards the bathroom. "You need to take a piss? Because if so hurry so I can check your back." He stopped, watching him before smiling wider. "You do? Good...thats really good. You look better. Not so pale and shit."
He padded over to the fridge, pulling open the door before grabbing a cold bottle of water for each of them before looking through everything. He frowned before shaking his head and instead reaching for the phone book. "Fuck this. I'm ordering delivery." He carried the phone book over to the bed, sitting down.
"I'm gonna call Sam in a little bit. Make him take the towels off to clean em himself. You want anything while I make him play bitch?" He chuckled softly.
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Date: 2013-04-12 01:09 am (UTC)He padded over to the fridge, pulling open the door before grabbing a cold bottle of water for each of them before looking through everything. He frowned before shaking his head and instead reaching for the phone book. "Fuck this. I'm ordering delivery." He carried the phone book over to the bed, sitting down.
"I'm gonna call Sam in a little bit. Make him take the towels off to clean em himself. You want anything while I make him play bitch?" He chuckled softly.