leia rolando (
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[ after entering their room, leia's first order of business had been to take a bath. the food and medicine would probably be ready by the time she was done and, after such a long day, a nice, long soak sounded pretty appealing. so, she had gathered up her pajamas (because screw rpg logic that says they wear their default outfits to bed) and headed for the bathroom— but not without calling a warning to not peek over her shoulder as she went.
her bath wasn't too long, all things considered, but she had been right about their order being ready by the time she was done. it wasn't until she started eating that she realized how hungry she actually was, though, and she was pretty quiet while they ate as a result. there might've been a little bit of joking back and forth, of course, but her focus had been on the food in front of her. she even managed to take the medicine without too much complaint (though she had definitely made it known that she wasn't a fan of how it tasted).
and by the time all of that is over and they're both done with anything else that might need to be tended to, she's actually feeling a little bit better. her fever is still there and she's still feeling weaker than usual, but she's also more comfortable and ready to settle in for some well-deserved relaxation. the room's cozy atmosphere definitely lends itself to that, especially now that the noise from the festival has completely faded away for the night, anyway.
if she was roomed with milla and elize like old times, this would probably be when she would try to spark up some girl talk, and while alvin probably isn't suited for that, that doesn't mean that they can't talk at all. so, she scoots to the edge of the bed, letting her legs dangle over it, and pats the spot beside her. ]
Wanna come sit?
her bath wasn't too long, all things considered, but she had been right about their order being ready by the time she was done. it wasn't until she started eating that she realized how hungry she actually was, though, and she was pretty quiet while they ate as a result. there might've been a little bit of joking back and forth, of course, but her focus had been on the food in front of her. she even managed to take the medicine without too much complaint (though she had definitely made it known that she wasn't a fan of how it tasted).
and by the time all of that is over and they're both done with anything else that might need to be tended to, she's actually feeling a little bit better. her fever is still there and she's still feeling weaker than usual, but she's also more comfortable and ready to settle in for some well-deserved relaxation. the room's cozy atmosphere definitely lends itself to that, especially now that the noise from the festival has completely faded away for the night, anyway.
if she was roomed with milla and elize like old times, this would probably be when she would try to spark up some girl talk, and while alvin probably isn't suited for that, that doesn't mean that they can't talk at all. so, she scoots to the edge of the bed, letting her legs dangle over it, and pats the spot beside her. ]
Wanna come sit?
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[that is definitely a glint in his eye and a smirk before, like a snake, his hands reach out and grab her sides, quickly moving to try and find popular tickle spots.]
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[ and the rest of what she was going to say dies in her throat, because he hits a particularly ticklish spot right off the bat. she bursts into a fit of laughter, squirming and trying to push his hands away without upsetting her balance too much. ]
Come on, cut it out!
[ she must be pretty ticklish in general, actually, because it takes her a moment to get that out, and when she does, it's still pretty giggly. as soon as she gets her wits about her again, he's done for, though. ]
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What happened to that little attitude you had a few seconds ago, huh?
[it's like the mean older brother picking on the younger sister.]
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[ because tickling is definitely cheating. there's nothing fair about it.
once she realizes that she's not going to squirm her way out of this and that he's not stopping, she changes her plan, quickly reaching out for his sides instead of trying to get away— she's not as smooth about it as he was, because she's still giggling and trying to shift away from his hands on reflex, but she's definitely going to make an attempt at using his own tactics against him. ]
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No one—ever set the rules!
[though when he does start laughing, his more immediate reaction will be tightening his grip on her, as if trying to get her to stop first.]
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Fine! Then I'm setting them right now!
[ there's probably more to that thought, but she's promptly interrupted by a sneeze. to her credit, she actually jerks her hands away from his sides so that she can cover her nose and mouth to keep her germs to herself when it happens. because she's nice like that. ]
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Here, need a tissue?
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Yeah, that'd be helpful.
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You really are pretty ticklish though. Wasn't expecting that.
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[ she flashes him a cheeky grin before briefly turning away to blow her nose. ]
I wasn't expecting it to work on you, either, though. You don't really seem like the ticklish type.
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[unlike him, the guy who has the history of sharing secrets.]
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[ he was the one who said she'd mug him if it meant she'd have a story, so— ]
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[of course he's joking but there is a bit of a frown there.
also, that is not what she's supposed to remember—]
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[Alvin, you're not even supposed to be pulling this kind of crap anymore.]
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[ it's like he never learns. ]
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Yeah I know. And your secrets are safe with me.
[does he even have secrets? that smirk is now making it impossible to tell if he's just been joking around or serious.]
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