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PurpleBox
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Old 04-11-2018, 03:12 AM

Ian had been on the train to dream land when the door to the dorm was knocked open, it jolted the scottish born man awake with a groan. Blurry green eyes looked towards the door to see his clearly drunk and stuck up of a room mate stumble into the room. Rolling off his bed and hitting the floor with a thud Ian pushed himself up and glared at Raisel.

“ How much did ya drink Idjit?” Ian’s accent was thick in his tiered state, the dark haired man stayed on the floor, glaring hazy green eyes at his roomate, it felt like too much effort to stand up at the moment so Ian was going to try and stay on the floor, eventually he’d pull himself back up into his bed when his asshat of a roommate fell asleep.

Part of Ian’s sleepy and tipsy brain conjured up a sudden image of Ian pinning the smug bastard to the dorm door, and snog the smug look off of Raisel’s face, the image made Ian twitch…. No, just no he was not going to start with the damned drunk turned horny images… especially of they involved Raisel.