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TG: sup
TG: cant answer since im off doing my own thing right now so leave a message
TG: tz this isnt where you get to hang out all day and hump my cherry sweet words like a color addict on a crack fix get out and stop licking this entry already girl
TG: later

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[ He doesn't have the luxury of weed in his system and finds himself too full of aches to sleep, resting a while as Gamzee slips off. When Dave's sure he's gone, off to the land of nod and definitely nowhere blindingly purple in nature, he eases up off the sofa and pauses to crouch down (winces when something wet trickles down the inside of his thigh under the towel) brush back springy curls and plant a kiss on the height of a cheek-bone.

And then Dave goes to have another shower, because as much as he's having feelings over Gamzee, he doesn't want to live his life leaking come like some faulty sex pinata. ]