Reservation
Courtney stumbled, holding Duncan's arm loosely as they drunkenly stumbled into the main lobby. They saw a few faces glance up at them with shame but were too wasted to care.
Duncan pressed Courtney to him, slurring at the man behind the counter, "We have a reservation." The man nodded at them in distaste, handing Duncan a room key. Duncan tipped an invisible hat and tried to wink, but it ended up looking more like a funky eye spasm. "Thank you sheriff."
They hopped on the elevator, alone, both of them breathing slowly. Courtney growled, slapping his arm lightly. "You-" she hiccupped, her eyes going wide for a moment but then going hazy again. "You already had a reservation?"
Duncan pursed his lips, laughing hysterically. "I know how much you love the bedroom, Princess." He started to look at his reflection in the wall of the elevator. "Do I really look that awesome?"
Courtney scowled. "You disgust me." But she didn't give him a chance before she caught his lips with her own.
He smiled. "Love you too, sunshine."
A/N: -shruggs- Random things that come to my mind.
:D Thanks for reading!