The Loft (Sara) [Mature]

[Sara Quinn]

Sara dropped to the ground as soon as he let go. Her legs collapsed under her from the suddenness and she fell to her knees. She winced in pain, realizing she was probably going to have bruises. Hot. But she couldn't help but smile as she watched him cover his bits. She even went so far as to openly laugh when he pulled the blanket off the bed to cover himself. Well... That had gone a lot better then it had the first time she had tried it on him. That had ended with her having a broken ankle. This time he was withering in pain on the floor wrapping a sheet around himself. And he was giving up!? WOW!!! She had won. Simple as that. Nice! She let out a louder laugh, feeling extremely proud of herself.

"That..... was cheap......"

She smiled evilly, her eyes gleaming. "It was not... Now we could debate the rightness or wrongness of it all night, or we could go find something to eat." She was still mad though. She felt the stab of anger and sadness well up inside her. She tried to push it down though, not let it affect her. He didn't need to see how bad he hurt her with his comment earlier. She pushed herself to her feet and stood over him, looking down at him. "So... You've managed to wear me out. What do you have to eat?" He better have something good, because after that, it was to sleep.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"So... You've managed to wear me out. What do you have to eat?"

"Nice to know it took fighting of all things to do that...." Matrim said, feeling slightly offended after the evenings eventful situations having not tired her out. But then again, what can you do? She stood over him and once again he found himself with a good view, he was starting to feel a bit better, and he thought about what he had to eat, "Sandwich meat, bread, plenty of fresh fruit, some left over pizza I ordered last night, if you like pepperoni with stuffed crust."

He pushed himself up to a sitting position against the side of the bed, "Wanna do me a huge favor and grab me a bottle of water? Or two? I'm pretty hungry but... I'll save that for later. I figure I owe you," He said winking and sticking his tongue out at her. He would then push himself up onto the bed, inching his way slowly to the nearest pillow.

Damn I screwed up with what I said.