Sparky Repairs, Late Friday/Early Saturday

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John walks Rosette through the front door, after unlocking it and giving the high sign to Register.

In the back room (the one next to the still) is a couchbed and a tv with a stack of movies.

"I had fun."

Becasue his suitjacket was around a certain nun, he grabs a blanket and curls up a bit on the couchbed.

If they're lucky, no one will wake them up early, since they're waaaay in the back. Emo stands guard while Goth is busy designing hoodies for dingbots.

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Rosette beamed as she, wrapping John's jacket tightly around herself, plopped onto the couch and laughed a little. "Me, too," she said. "I never get to do things like that. Thank you."

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"Hey, no problem. I like to be social, help out in the community. So it was a good dance?"

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Rosette giggled a little. "I helped out the community, too, and donated at one of the kissing booths at the carnival," she nodded, proud of this fact, still freakin' bouncing. "And it was a very good dance! Best one I ever been to." Which was true, as she'd never been to one before.

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"You were one of the kiss-ee people or kiss-er peoples? I missed out? You shoulda told me. "

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Rosette laughed, waving a hand in front of her as if to clear away the misunderstanding. "Oh, no, I wasn't one of the people running the booths, although that might be an interesting suggestion to raise some funding for the church, don't ya think? Hehe, no, yeah, I bought a donation, bought a kiss. Just one, though!"

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"You bought a kiss? Wow. Didn't know you hadda do that. Sounds like a waste of money. Good thing it was a donation. Who's the lucky guy? Or gal?"

"Y'know, more people might wanna go to church if there's some action like that. 'Our Lady of Blessed Ammunition' or something."

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"I don't think I ever got his name, actually." Rosette laughed again, biting her lip. "Kiss and run! He was a big guy," she puffed up her shoulders and flexed as if to imitate his size, "dark hair. Not my type, but it seemed fun."

"An' I like that. Wonder what it takes to change the name of a church?"

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"To chang ethe sign? Paint. Change the name? I dunno, probably hafta clear it with a bishop or something fun like that."

John was not focussing her lust for big men.

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Rosette considered this. Somehow, she had a feeling an appeal to a pope from her wouldn't go to well.

"We should just change the sign," she nodded conclusively. "I don't even know if there is a sign?"

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"We could make a sign, and then change it?"

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Rosette nodded. "Yes! You definately could, anyway; you work around all this stuff, and you made me that knife, and a sign should be no problem at all for you, John!"

LATER MORNING: 9:00

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Hikaru was still in a bad mood from last night. He'd made sure to fall asleep before Kaoru came back and wake up before him too, to avoid confrontation.
Once at Sparky's he put on his head phones and slept on the counter. He hadn't noticed the bots guarding the back and wasn't about to do much investigating anyway.

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Goth and Emo were working on something. That something was a posterboard with a giant no symbol.

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All their moving around was annoying him, who were they saying "no" to anyway?! He just turned the music up and put his head face down in his arms.

Sparky Repairs, Back Room

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Sometime in the middle of the night JOhn woke up. Okay, he didn't exactly wake up b his own volition so much as Goth and Emo kept poking him.

Armed with an amazing headache, he stumbled to the bathroom in the back, drank about 2 quarts of water to wash down a couple asprin, and brushed his teeth.

Still not completely awake, he made his way back to teh couch and sprawled on it again, covering the both of them with a blanket.

Goth and Emo took turns guarding them.

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Rosette had sufficiently conked out for the rest of the night, snoring lightly through most of it. When she finally woke up early the next morning, her tongue felt like it had dried out completely, and she was reluctant to move it around to moisten it because of the very terrible taste of morning in her mouth. And, oh, God, her head. She winced, groaning as she pulled herself up a bit. Her head was killing her.

And then a thought struck her that brought her mind off her head for a moment. Wait a second...this wasn't her bed. This wasn't even a bed! And that wasn't the couch she had used to pull herself up...it was someone else.

Eeeep. Rosette gulped, and then remembered, oh, yeah, it was homecoming last night, and she and John must have just fallen asleep afterward. She breathed a sigh of relief and then, carefully as to not bother her head too much, she looked about to plan a nice, subtle escape without disturbing him.

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Well, the subtle didn't last long, as Emo frantically waved, the bright metal supernaturally bright and reflective as only hungover brains can interpret, pointing at a glass of water and some pills.

And that's when John did a mid-snore kerfluffle and grabbed her skirt as he turned over. It made a great blanket, now that the one he used was at teh foot of the couch.

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Rosette blinked, and was about to groggily, wincingly wave back to Emo in a state of general confusion, when she realized that her skirt was being pulled in a way that, while covering John more, was quickly covering her less. She sucked in a deep breath through her teeth to keep from panicking in a way that would wake John up, flailed her arms a little. How was she going to get up now? And now she was also giving that...that thing a total peep show.

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Emo was equipped with one o' them x10 wireless webcams from the intarwebs, so it was all good. Emo gesticulated to the water and pill, and mimed popping the pills and drinking the water. It was tantalizingly in reach.

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Rosette was just a little bit wary. Didn't she read something like this in a book once? If she popped those pills and shrunk to the size of a mouse, that little mechanized thing was so getting a bullet to the gears. Carefully, in trying not to rip her skirt or wake John up, she went to reach for the pills and water.

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As Rosette leaned over JOhn to get the pills at teh head of the couch, John threw his elbow over his eyes. His hand came to rest palm up, right as Rosette was leaning over his head as he shifts his legs slightly.

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Rosette was focus on balancing on one arm as she reached for the pills, barely noticing the movement of John's hand. So...cloooose. She just had to stretch a little bit further.....

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John makes a noise like "buggabuttaa" and kicks a leg.

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...the hell? Startled by the sudden movement and sound, Rosette's reaching quickly turned into her supporting arm failing her, and she fell right on top of John. Breast in upturned palm covering his face, of course.

"EEP!"

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John, like all red-blooded Americans when faced with a hanfull of boob when sleeping, turned over and trapped Rosette against the back of hte couch. WIth a handfull of boob.

Emo facepalmed.