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He stood up, shuffling over to get her a glass of water, yawning.
"I would kiss you right now," she told him quietly. "But I want to remember kissing you. I want to remember how you feel, you know?"
He kissed her temple gently. "Lemme, uh... lemme get you some water. Hold tight."
She gave him a small smile, resting her forehead against his. "You make me so happy," she told him quietly. "You know?"
He rooted through his coat pocket before pulling out a small pill bottle. "Here."
She slipped her arms up his chest, wrapping around his neck. "I'm serious," she told him. "You're so attractive."
"You're going to have a headache when you wake up if you don't. I'm sure I have some in my bag."
Her smile deepened and she spoke quietly. "You're, like... really attractive."
She waited at the bottom, her hands on her hips as she watched him. "Wow, Abel," she said with a grin, leaning against the wall.
"Wait, Fleur, darling. You should take a painkiller before you go to bed."
She blew a kiss up to him before going down to the ground.
He tilted his head before obliging. He rested his head on her shoulder, slipping his long arms around her waist and scooting close to her.
She laughed, looking up at him. "Well, what do you want to do?"
He raised an eyebrow before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Yes?"
"Guess you're gonna lose your clothes," she said sweetly as she started down.
"Really. Super cute," he told her, his hands in his pockets.
"It's like poker but if you're bad, you lose clothing," she said, starting for the edge of the roof.
He looked at her down on the bed, grinning playfully. "You're very cute, Fleur."
"Well, we can go back to the ground if you want," she replied. "Do something you're more comfortable with." She gasped, her eyes brightening. "We...
He stood up and headed over to the bed, stumbling blearily.
