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[Over the past few days, York's been trying to keep calm. Kat's name had disappeared from the room she and Noble-Six had shared, and he's scoured the floors at least three or four times and made several filtered entries to her. Wash was being unresponsive as well--his nameplate was still there, thank God--but even York couldn't pick the lock. So today he's pounding on the door in the third floor hallway. Naturally, he doesn't seem to notice or care that his journal has opened.]

God dammit Wash, open up or I'll break the damn door down!



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Please tell me you're all still here. We're down at least two, maybe three.

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[Doctors]

Uh, you guys are still here, right? Please say you are. [Even if you're Muppets.]

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((ooc: Open in person or over the journal. Probably not the best time for kissing unless you're one of the predetermined ones who will punch York in the face for trying.))

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[He takes it, raising it up in a toast gesture.]

To enjoying what we have, and remembering the ones we lost.

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[Carolina nods as she clinks her shot glass against his.]

To enjoying what we have, and remembering the ones we lost.

[And takes the shot.]

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[He takes his as well, and yeah, he's definitely starting to feel warm and fuzzy now.]

Just glad you guys didn't all leave me. You better stay.

[youfallback.livejournal.com]

[She can see some of that fuzzy and smirks, incredibly amused by the fact that she can apparently drink more than him. The statement makes her cock her head to the side for a moment. She probably shouldn't tell him that she's still having problems from time to time thinking this place is real and that the Director could be testing her through a simulation.]

As long as the Castle will have me.

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[It doesn't help that he's been through the emotional wringer today and that he wants to pass out and forget it all (preferably in her room, but on her couch is damn close).

Before too long, he's leaning on her and nodding in sleepiness.]

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[Oh hey there drunk York. Carolina frees one arm to pat the top of his head.]

That's a good enough sign that it's time to sleep.

[She shifts under his weight, planning to get up.]

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[Nope nope, York snuggles up closer to her and, to all appearances, falls instantly asleep.

Most comfortable pillow.]

[youfallback.livejournal.com]

York. [Wait, wait, wait. Did he just fall asleep? On her?] York?

[Carolina pauses, staring at him for a couple moments. Eh. She'll let him sleep. So, she'll just reach down for that blanket to try and cover him up. Then, what would have been his pillow goes on the arm of the couch and she lays her head down on it before setting a hand on his chest so, if he wakes up sometime during the night, he'll know she's still there.

Well. Hopefully she'll hear her alarm clock from here.]

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[Winnnnn.

He'll leave while she's in the shower or something in the morning, but he'll leave a single blue winter rose for her on the table. (And then go back to his own room and sleep off the rest of the hangover.)]