*looks at mole, blushing* i... im not. *looks away, sipping my coffee* (thats a long time)
Good Morning petit *a little belated. half-smiles* Deed you sleep well? (yeah, we's crazy hos)
*gives him a rare smile* no.. i never do. (ahhh but we loves yas)
Zen zat ees somesing we 'ave een common, petit. *takes a drag of his cigarette, blowing it toward Gregory's sleeping form* (We loves youse too xD)
*nods, taking a sip of coffee and grabs Craig's pack off the table, trying to light it with shaking hands* y.. you always make m..me want a cigarette.
*gets up, crossing the room quickly. Takes the lighter from him and lights his cigarette for him* Ees zat a bad sing?
*jumps a little at his current closeness, and flushes down to my neck* t...thanks... n.. no.. i.. d..dont suppose so
*grins slightly* I always seem to 'ave such an effect on you, petit. Why ees zat?
*blinks and looks at mole* i.. w..well.. *blushes deeper and trembles a little* i.. im n.. not sure *looks away quickly, making little nervous noises*
(omg why are you two staying up for two days?! I tried that once, after the first 24 i started questioning reality. If you start to see pink Cristina Aguilera monsters, wahtever you do, don't EAT them.) -suddenly wakes up, hat somewhere and hair a mess. i squint at Mole and Tweek- ...is the morning over yet?