Dick ducked a brow to invite her to smoke with him. "While we're at it." she shrugged. He opened his bad and throw the box in. His ...; fell again. Damn, this thing wants to get out. She grinned. He opened it and took the picture out. Unfolded it. Showed it to Mac. Act surprised. " hey. I know them." she said, and frowned. "Well, at least her." she decided. "That's his loss." he said, agreeing.
He put the picture back, inside. "You first." he said. She lighted the joint and handed it to him. She leaned back.
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They were watching the coulds above them. "This one looks like a horse." she told him. "Yeah right." he mocked her. "Which one's your favorite ?" she asked, ...the smoke. "You want me to pick a cloud as my favorite ? Damn, you must be high already." She giggled. "We ate fish four days straight. You'd think I'll feel worse." He nodded. "Hot dogs are so overrated." he looked at the sky. "This one." he decided. She slid her head closer to his arm so she could follow the direction of his finger. "Why ?" "It looks like the Apple logo. It makes me think of you. ...Sot of. Well, it means more than your... horse." she giggled. "I didn't say it was my favorite." he said. "So, which one is it ?" she smiled, taking back the joint. "Now, you've shown me the Apple sign.." "You have to pick another one !" she laughed. "I didn't know that rule." she frowned. "This one." she said. "the star-like one ?" She giggled. "It's not a star, dummy !" He frowned. She stretched her arm and put the joint in his sight. "Oh. Got it."
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"I think it's dry." she said, touching his t shirt. "Not your jeans, though." She stated. "Mine neither." Dick walked toward her, a hand on his eyes. "Anyway, you put in on or not but stop flashing me !!" he begged.
She blushed. She was wearing his coat but apparently he just looked at her butt.
She swallowed. "Sorry." "No... you're not. But if you keep on doing that... you'll be." she frowned. "What's that supposed to mean ?"
He smiled. "If you get me crazy, i'l be crazy. You see ?" she nodded. Then snickered. "You're really lame." He looked offended. "You're almost naked !!! And you're wearing my coat !" she raised a brow. "I'm wearing your clothes and it turns you on ??" "Well... yeah, the fact that you're in your underwear in it as nothing to do with that."
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"Did we walk in circle ?" she asked. "Impossible. A river can't flow in circle." They approached the new cabin. "Hey, the bed's larger !" she noted. "But it's on the floor." He shrugged. "there's a mattress, better than the floor."
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She whined when the whisky ran scarce. "It's empty." he sighed. "At least i have a whole lot of weed left. Arf." She smirked. "I'm gonna owe you money big time." he patted her leg. "Don't bother. I've got nothing but money." she looked at him. "That's sad." He shook his head. "Didn't mean it like that." he said.
She tried to stood and fell back on his lap. "Hey... you ok ?" he asked. "Yeah... just dizzy." she smiled. "My guess is, I'll go pee later. ...Tomorrow." She lay back against him. "What if we tried to sleep in the right direction this time ?" he offered. They crawled into the bed.
She stretched. "This is so weird." she said, rolling on her side. He let out a muffled sound from behind her, Mac assumed it was a 'what ?'. "You and me here. Lost in the 'Neptune Jungle'." "Very survivor of us." he noted. "It's not what I meant. It's been four day and we haven't punched each other in the face yet." She was so tired and wasted. He nuzzled in her neck. "No, it's not weird." He said, and hold her. "It's weirder."