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The Nightrunners
Pillow Talk
Head Over Feet ( Alanis Morissette)
I had no choice but to hear you
You stated your case time and again
I thought about it
You treat me like I'm a princess
I'm not used to liking that
You ask how my day was
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault
Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for
That's not lip service
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault
You are the bearer of unconditional things
You held your breath and the door for me
Thanks for your patience
You're the best listener that I've ever met
You're my best friend
Best friend with benefits
What took me so long
I've never felt this healthy before
I've never wanted something rational
I am aware now
I am aware now
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are
I couldn't help it
It's all your fault
Adam woke to an empty bed. There was, to his mind, something wrong with that picture. He could still see the impression in the mattress next to him, and there was a pair of blue lace underwear on his night stand, which meant the former occupant of the bed certainly hadn't gone far. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Alice?"
Muffled noises came from the bathroom. Adam rolled out of bed and padded over to the door. "I couldn't quite make that out, love. What did you say?"
"Mmpfhut! I said, I borrowed your toothbrush."
"Ah. Gotcha. "
Adam decided to go back to bed. From the small-apartment experience in the Quartier Notre-Dame, he knew that Alice was rather territorial about the bathroom. A few minutes later she came out, wearing what was obviously his bathrobe.
"Is there a reason you keep taking my clothing?"
"Well, there wasn't much else I could put on, was there?" She looked down, toying with the belt and shrugged. "Besides, I like this robe. It's soft, and it smells like you."
"Would you like to keep it? Since you seem to like it so much."
"Now what would be the point in that? I wouldn't have anything to steal from you then."
Adam had to laugh at that. "My partner, the closet klepto. Come back to bed, would you? I'm starting to get lonely."
"Poor boy."
Adam smiled down at the woman curled up at his side, head resting on his shoulder. It was amazing how right this felt to him. It was like he'd been missing a limb, and hadn't realized until it had been reattached. His thoughts would have probably continued along those lines, leaving him mired in a sugar-sweet daze, if his charming companion hadn't given him a jab to the ribs.
"What was that for?"
"You were lying there grinning like an idiot. It was kind of disturbing. What were you thinking about?"
"You. So, any idiocy on my part is entirely your fault."
"I guess I can deal with disturbing, in that case."
"What a martyr."
She frowned up at him. "No, martyrdom will come when my father finds out. He's going to kill us."
"Nah, just me. It was worth it though." He ran a hand over the Evenstar hanging around her neck. "At least this time you'll have something to remember me by."
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Adam realized that it had been the wrong thing to say. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm not going to leave you again. I prom-"
"Don't make me a promise you can't keep, Elessar. For all we know, one of us could be dead by tomorrow."
He opened his mouth again, but Alice held a finger up to his lips. "Adam. Do you really want to go there today?"
Adam appeared to think about this for about two seconds before ultimately deciding that, no, he did not, in fact, want to go there today.
Then Alice made a gallant attempt to change the subject. "Where did you say you found my necklace again?"
"Mark and Peter found it."
"It kind of makes you wonder what else belonging to us is floating around."
"Oh, yes. I can see it now. Loads of museum curators being driven nuts as they try to create a picture of the knight who used Anduril, wearing Theoden's armour and carrying Boromir's shield."
"That would certainly make for a well-armed knight."
"Yes, but chances are that stuff's been rust for years. Pity, I rather liked that sword."
"I know you did, dear." Alice stretched, nearly smacking Adam in the face. "Y'know, we should probably think about getting out of bed. It's nearly lunch time."
"If you really want to." He leered at her. "Of course, we could always have desserts and other activities first."
This earned him a smack. "Not now." Alice paused, clearly meaning to continue, but instead, a puzzled look came over her face. "Do you hear screaming?"