Hey, it's me again. I don't know how much longer. If it stops abruptly it's because I don't even know anymore.

Hope you enjoyed thus far. Thanks to the person who reviewed my story. that made my day.

Happy reading. sorry if too OOC, didn't mean to. :P

Murdoc idly watched TV in his Winnie when he heard a knock at its door. He suddenly felt the fluttering at his stomach that he had been ignoring since he had had the awkward conversation with Teresa in the den. Must've been something he ate. He got up to answer the door and predictably, Teresa was there on the other side of it.

She looked tired and hadn't bothered to change her dirty clothing. Apparently she'd just gone straight to his as soon as she had finished all her duties for the day.

"Come in love," he said, stepping aside to let her in.

Teresa walked in and slammed the door shut behind her. She made herself at home and sat down on a nearby chair.

"So what's up? What did you need to talk about?" she asked, looking over at him. Teresa's gaze was making Murdoc nervous and he was beginning to regret asking her over for a talk. He was inexplicably at a loss for words, especially since he was usually the one who loved to command any given conversation.

"Errr so... d'you fancy a drink?" Murdoc asked feebly.

"Umm, sure, what do you have?" Teresa asked.

"I've got a couple of beers in the mini-fridge if you want one."

"Piss-water?"

"Stout."

"Ok, sign me up."

Murdoc handed her a beer and took one for himself.

"Don't worry, I'll take it easy this time," Teresa said with a smirk. Murdoc was hoping she would bring that night up so he wouldn't have to. He felt enough of a twat as it was, he didn't want to advertise the fact that that night was the reason he had invited her to his in the first place.

"You what?" he asked, pretending to be confused.

"Oh you know, that time I was shit-faced and we ended up fucking two weeks ago," Teresa answered before chugging from her beer.

"Oh, I almost forgot about that," Murdoc lied. He had been replaying it constantly in his head since it happened. In fact as he was looking at her that moment, he thought about all the dirty things the two had done in the privacy of her room.

"Heh, me too... I mean I remember seeing you fuck some chick in here but that's about it," Teresa said thoughtfully. Murdoc's face fell somewhat, how could she not remember?

"You don't remember what happened?" Murdoc asked. He was confident that sounded like he was being casual and not disappointed.

"Nah, not really. I mean like I said, I do remember walking in on you fucking that girl but that's as far as I've been able to remember clearly. I guess I remember bits and pieces but I mostly assumed we fucked since I woke up naked next to you," Teresa explained.

"Yeah we did," Murdoc confirmed, nodding slightly.

"Hey, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable... I'm actually glad we're talking right now since I thought you were mad at me," Teresa said, smiling a little at him.

"Don't worry about it love, I thought you were the one who was mad at me for ducking out while you were out of the room," Murdoc said.

"I wasn't mad and I wasn't avoiding you, I've just been very busy. If anything I was surprised that you were still there when I woke up," Teresa said, sipping on her beer.

There was an awkward silence as the two drank their beers. Teresa cleared her throat and Murdoc sniffed loudly.

"You up to anything tonight?" Murdoc asked, in the interest of breaking the silence.

"Well, I have a date but I kinda feel tired so I don't know," Teresa commented.

"You've got a date tonight?" he asked, not bothering to hide his disappointment.

"Yeah, I guess I do. I'm sorta dreading it though."

"Why is that?"

"Because it means I have to take a shower and get dressed up when I'd rather just stay in and go on the internet or watch a movie or something."

"Why don't you just cancel?"

"Ugh, I hate flaking out on people..."

"I suppose..."

"That and well... I have needs too you know."

"So you're fucking him?"

"Hell no! I tried to the first date around but he insisted that we wait," Teresa answered irritably.

Murdoc laughed out loud as Teresa rolled her eyes in irritation. She chugged at her beer again.

"Gee, thanks for laughing at my misfortune," she said sarcastically as he continued laughing.

"Sorry, sorry... the guy just sounds like a total git," Murdoc responded, laughing a bit more afterwards.

Teresa simply looked away from Murdoc and got up from her seat.

"Where you going?" Murdoc asked. Teresa stretched her arms up and yawned.

"I'm going to go get ready for my date with a git, if it's alright with you."

"Aww come on Teresa, I was only teasing, come here..." Murdoc said, gesturing for Teresa to come in for a hug. Teresa reluctantly walked up to Murdoc and obliged. The two hugged each other and stayed that way for a while. Teresa involuntarily nuzzled at Murdoc's chest and then abruptly slackened her hold on him.

"Heh, maybe I should go," Teresa said nervously. She looked up at Murdoc, whose arms were still around her waist.

"It's ok..." Murdoc assured her, looking at Teresa's blushing face.

Teresa opened her mouth as though she was about to say something but Murdoc crammed his tongue down it before she could get out a word. It hadn't taken long before the two were in a full-on make out session, complete with groping.

The two made their way towards Murdoc's bed and completely ignored the fact that their fail-safe of excusing it on being intoxicated was absent.