Coming out of the bathroom, Eliot paused then ambled over back towards the bed. His back still hurt like a bitch so he still ended up sprawling forward so his back was exposed.
"Hurts like someone shoved several hot pokers in me... but yeah, this is a whole lot better." He craned his neck to smile back at Dean.
"And if you're orderin' take out... Uh, I'll take Chinese." He considered. "Hot and sour soup and a general Tso's chicken... and an egg fu yung if they have it. Starvin', man." His appetite was definitely back. A moment passed then he added, "Hey, I'll pay for it. The groceries too... and the room." He couldn't ask for Dean to dish out money for all of this.
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Date: 2013-04-12 04:15 am (UTC)"Hurts like someone shoved several hot pokers in me... but yeah, this is a whole lot better." He craned his neck to smile back at Dean.
"And if you're orderin' take out... Uh, I'll take Chinese." He considered. "Hot and sour soup and a general Tso's chicken... and an egg fu yung if they have it. Starvin', man." His appetite was definitely back. A moment passed then he added, "Hey, I'll pay for it. The groceries too... and the room." He couldn't ask for Dean to dish out money for all of this.