From: legaux	Date: January 8th, 2011 08:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

And now she was wearing him like a straightjacket. What the fuck had her life come to?

No, wait. Enter... Gray's sister or something. NOW what had her life come to. A never-ending parade of women giving her death glares and whip-fast French?

She just sort of... glanced balefully over at 'Daphne'. At best, she was interrupting something. At worst... well, she could be calling her a potato, Addy thought with a roll of the eyes, finally managing a flat, "Hi."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 07:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I don't really see how that's any of your business," Gray started before realizing that probably wasn't the best thing to say to the young maid who had managed to grab the table lamp from the shelf next to her.

She had really good aim-- the porcelain lamp collided with the side of his head. and knocked him off to the opposite side of the bed. Left him rolling on the floor in pain, muttering curses in French as he clutched his now bleeding head.

"If you have not let him fuck you yet, get out while you still can," Daisy said to Adelaide, albeit in an intensely heavy French accent. And with that, she left, slamming the door behind her.

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 07:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Sure, she was mad at Gray-- who wouldn't be in her situation-- but who the fuck was this bitch to be throwing lamps?! Momentarily forgetting Gray's impending death, Addy jumped up to defend him. Call it... captainly instinct, maybe. But then Frenchy was out the door just as fast.

"Christ, Gracy." She flopped back onto the bed, crawling over to the other side to look at him on the floor. "Is there anyone you haven't slept with?"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 07:43 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray rolled onto his back, hissing sharply from the pain that throbbed in the side of his head. It looked worse than it was, though. As with most head-wounds, even though the cut was rather shallow-- it bled profusely.

"Still got a few left to go..." He grinned weakly up at her, his hand clapped to his forehead.

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 08:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She rolled her eyes at him and dangled a hand over the edge to help him up. "Is my wand about? I'm getting pretty good at Episkey." You try dating a guy like Leon and not having to clean up a few fight wounds every now and then.

Speaking of her boyfriend... "I don't have to tell you that Leon can never find out about this, right?" She had her 'I will seriously kill you' glare on. He had better not laugh, for his own sake.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 08:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I think it's in your pants," Gray said casually. "It poked the hell out of me last--" He stopped himself as he took Addy's hand and awkwardly pushed himself up from the floor.

"Why would I tell him, I-- Of course you don't." He straightened up. He acknowledged that, yes, getting hit in the head with a lamp totally stopped Addy from killing him.

He should be thankful, right?

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 09:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Addy yanked him up at least most of the way upright before going for her wand. She'd be lying if the though of Avada Kedavra-ing him hadn't crossed her mind just briefly while she fixed up his lamp cut, but then there was no need to make a bad 24 hours worse.

"I'm still going to ri-- bitch you out at practice when you look at the cheerleaders instead of the Quod, you know." Yeah, 'ride you hard' was not a good choice of words just then. "You're not gettin' any special favours on account of... this." She wrinkled her nose. Whatever 'this' was.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 9th, 2011 10:51 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Gray smiled at her, though restrained it as much as he could. The last thing he needed right now was to giggle like an idiot and have her kill him where he stood.

"Don't you always?" He smirked, rubbing the spot on his head where the cut had been a minute before. She was busy pulling those jeans up, and he stared openly, wondering briefly if this was the last time she'd allow him to see her with her pants off.

Against all better judgment, he took a step toward her. So now that she stood at full height, zipping her fly back up, he was uncomfortably close--invading her personal space.

"Wouldn't dream of it."

From: legaux	Date: January 9th, 2011 11:03 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She jumped a little at the sudden closeness; she hadn't noticed him move while she was wrestling that damn sticky zip up. "What?"

She wasn't going to move, he could move. She was there first. A scowl crossed her face. "What?!"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 12:33 am (UTC)		(Link)

"What?" Gray echoed, raising his eyebrows at her. He was so close to freedom, to safety. Instead he was back to poking bears.

He wasn't going to move, either. So now he'd set himself into a horrible staring contest with a girl who was more than willing to kill him.

From: legaux	Date: January 10th, 2011 12:37 am (UTC)		(Link)

"What are you standing so close to me fo-- OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK GRAY." She shoved him away as hard as she could, mortified. He had a boner and he almost touched her with it. "The fuck is wrong with you?! Stop that! Make it stop!"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 01:17 am (UTC)		(Link)

Gray stumbled back, and caught himself on the desk across the room, confused at first, but then he looked down. Fuck. Morning wood. Although the fact that Addy had been in her underwear all morning probably hadn't helped.

"Whatever, You should totally be flattered!"

From: legaux	Date: January 10th, 2011 02:24 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Gray, it's you! You get a boner at the thought of a triple stack cheeseburger!"

Well, add that one to the facebook profile. 'As attractive as a cheeseburger'. On that note... she was starving. She could demolish an entire Sonic right about now. Did they have those in Canada? How far could she Apparate?

"At least put some fucking pants on!"

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 06:39 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Fiiiiiine." Gray sighed dramatically, grabbing his jeans from the floor. His little buddy was starting to edge out of his boxers, anyhow. It was probably for the best. As he pulled his jeans back on, he turned his head to look at Addy.

"Sooo. Uh. Am I supposed to give you money or something?"

From: legaux	Date: January 10th, 2011 08:02 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I can't believe how much you want to die!" Man, he was lucky that lamp was out of reach. She'd open his head up again.

"If you didn't have that... thing protecting you," she made a face, glancing involuntarily at the bulge at the front of his jeans, "I would come over there right now and KILL YOU."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 10th, 2011 11:35 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Relax," Gray smirked, grabbing a clean T-shirt and throwing it on. He walked back up to her, as she was near the exit. "Come on, I'll buy you breakfast," he offered, giving her an innocent enough look as he passed.

The expression was innocent, anyway. The direction his eyes went, was not.

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:22 am (UTC)		(Link)

She rolled her eyes. There was no use even yelling at him; she could bitch him out until she was blue in the face, but he wouldn't notice because he'd be busy checking her out. What the hell was he looking for, anyway? For one thing she was fully dressed, and for another, he'd seen it all last night anyway. What was the big mystery?

Following him out the door, she commented, "If your idea of breakfast is healthy shit, I'm out of here. I need grease and salt and fat."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:34 am (UTC)		(Link)

"You fucking kidding?" Gray whipped his head around to cast a 'I'm so offended' look at Addy before turning back to make his way down the stairs. "You ever have poutine before?"

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:44 am (UTC)		(Link)

She wrinkled her nose. "It sounds like a laxative," in response to his question, then as a casual sidenote, "You know, it'd be pretty easy to kick you down these stairs from here." She blinked at him innocently.

Well, it would. Just a thought. She started to lift her foot up as if she were going to do it.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 12:50 am (UTC)		(Link)

"It's like gravy fries with cheese and bacon," He explained, glancing back at her again-- and for some reason he grinned. "You wouldn't."

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:03 am (UTC)		(Link)

Addy snorted. "So stop me!" Her foot sloooooowly inched up towards his butt.

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:15 am (UTC)		(Link)

Gray took two quick steps further down, turning to face her--but maintaining his distance so she didn't just end up kicking him in the balls or something.

He hooked his arm under her knee and pulled the bottom half of her leg tight against his chest.

"Do you want breakfast or not?"

From: legaux	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:51 am (UTC)		(Link)

The sudden shift in balance almost tipped her down the stairs right over the top of him. "Jesus, Gray!" She grabbed onto his shoulders. "The hell are trying to do?"

Then she pouted. "You know bacon and cheese wins over hurting you... just."

	From: gregoire	Date: January 11th, 2011 11:56 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Stopping you." He squeezed her calf for a moment too long before letting her leg drop from his grip. He looked a little too pleased with himself, but Addy should have been used to it by now.

"Can't ever say I don't know how to treat a lady," Gray laughed, sprinting down the rest of the stairs before Addy found more incentive to punt him.

From: legaux	Date: January 13th, 2011 07:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She rolled her eyes, but chased him down the rest of the stairs with a mischievous cackle. "Yeah, Sir Gray and his mighty offers of bacon to damsels in distress. Chivalrous, and shit." She'd have said something about it being completely classy (sarcasm), but it was exactly her idea of a good morning and she wasn't going to comment on her own class or lack thereof.

Her belly gurgled ominously. "This poutine shit better be as good as it sounds."