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Courtknee
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John: ::teh uber sex!::
Summer: ::omfg yeah!::
Rodney: ::pet!cling:: Are you going to be all right?
Courtknee: ::panicy!weep:: I don't know!
Summer: ::orgasm!cling:: I think we're sex addicts...
John: ::yep!::...is that a bad thing?
Rodney: ::cling!console:: Maybe you should talk to Heightmeyer... she's nice and she is helpful...
Courtknee: ::cling:: No! I don't like her and you can't make me...
Summer: ::smirk, lick!kiss:: Not that I can see?
John: ::small smile, kiss!bite:: I mean... we're not *addicted*... ::kiss!lick:: we can not have sex anytime we want... ::kiss!grope::
Rodney: ::blink:: You don't like her why now? ::headtilt::
Courtknee: Because I don't. ::glare::
Summer: ::grope!lick!bite!pet:: ...of course...
John: ::nuzzle!kiss!bite::...now isn't one of those stopping times, is it?
Rodney: We've been here a month.. you already have that big a dislike, I'm curious as to why?
Summer: ::headshake, lick!kiss:: Nope...
Courtknee: Because I do! ::sits back down and headdesks::
John: ::big!grin, kissage liek whoa, makes more sex::
Rodney: ::sits at Summer's desk, looks at the baby names list:: Y'know you're worrying me...
Summer: ::w00t!::
Courtknee: ::headdown:: Sorry.
Rodney: Stop apologizing... you haven't done anything wrong.
Courtknee: ::stays quiet then::
Rodney: ::blinks:: Court....
Courtknee: ::looks up:: what?
Rodney: I don't know.....
Courtknee: ::uberfrown, headdesk::
Rodney: ::frown::
John: ::teh orgasm!cling:: I think you've been gone at this point for a while... people might be suspicious you're not working...
Summer: ::indeed:: Yeah... I really should get back to work... ::nuzzle!lick!kiss::
John: ::pout!:: So what am I supposed to do...? ::smirk!kiss::
Rodney: ::sighs:: Please Court... please tell me what's wrong and what I can do to fix it...
Courtknee: ::head down:: You can't do anything to fix it... it'll... pass...
Summer: ::lick!kiss!nuzzle:: I dunno... find our new living quarters and start packing stuff? ::smirk!bite::
John: ::smile, kiss::... I don't know where the bigger rooms are...
Rodney: ::uber frown:: When?
Courtknee: ::frown:: I don't *know*!
Summer: Ask Rodney... ::lick!bite!kiss::
John: ::wrinkles nose, kissage:: Fine, fine...
Rodney: ::blink:: Should I leave?
Courtknee: ::frown, sigh:: No... I think I might, though...
Summer: ::lick!kiss:: Just think, we can have "new living space" sex...
John: ::big grin:: In our big new room... we have to break in everything... in the big new room... ::kissage, grope::
Rodney: ::blink:: Leave to where?
Summer: ::grope, lick!bite!::
Courtknee: ::stands up, tucks Ipod into pocket:: Our room. ::totally leaves now::
John: ::smile, nuzzle!kiss!lick:: first I have to find our room...
Rodney: ::blinkblink, follows!:: Court....
Courtknee: ::stops, turns to look at him:: Yes?
Summer: ::smirk!kiss:: yes... there's that...
John: ::lick!kissage:: To do that, I need to go... and do that...
Rodney: ::frown:: what have I done now?
Summer: ::pout:: that means getting clothed...
Courtknee: ::small smile, reaches over and squeezes his hand:: You've done nothing. I just think I need to lay down... head kinda hurts from all my drama... ::small frown:: Sorry...
John: ::small smile, pet, kiss:: I know, it's unfortunate, but I suppose it needs to be done... ::nuzzle::
Rodney: Want company...?
Courtknee: ::small shrug, continues walking:: If you want...
Summer: ::pout, kiss:: I suppose... ::sigh:: but I am consoled by the breaking in our new big room sex we'll have all night
John: ::smile, kiss:: All night, all over our big new room... ::gets up and proceeds to find his clothes again::
Rodney: ::follow!:: okay...
Courtknee: ::goes up to roomy room, goes inside, throws self on bed and rolls over on stomach::
Rodney: ::comes over lays beside her, rubs her back, console!::
Summer: ::also with the dressing and such!:: Sounds awesome... ::grins at him::
Courtknee: ::rolls over a bit to look at him, small frown:: Sorry I'm such a basketcase...
John: ::dressed!, makes with kissy:: So, find McKay, find room, start moving...
Rodney: ::kiss, pet:: I'm just worried, I don't like to see you so sad and unhappy, and especially knowing I caused it...
Summer: ::nod, kissy:: Yes, that's your mission my love.
Courtknee: ::pets:: You didn't cause it... I'll be okay in a bit, really... so long as I don't have to beat up Carson later... ::small smile::
John: ::smile:: alright then, and I'm guessing I'll probably be able to find McKay with his chick, and she'd be where you're going, sooo...
Rodney: ::snuggle, kiss:: I doubt it'll come to that... ::small smile::
Summer: Soooo, let's go... ::takes his hand drags him to office::
Courtknee: ::snuggle!cling:: Well, in that case, I feel lots better already...
John: ::dragged!::
Rodney: ::cling!kiss:: Good... feeling better is good...
Summer: ::gets to office, frowns at empiness:: Damn...
Courtknee: ::nuzzle!snuggle:: I love you... don't wanna have to fight for you, already...
John: ::blink, frown:: Huh. ::shrug:: Oh well. :;goes over to Summer's desk, sees list of baby names, headtilt::
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