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[corrodedcoffin]

aw shucks! no fighting required. i usually get along with people who don't think i'm some kind of hellspawn, which - i assume your friends won't.

you kidding? laying around with you sounds like a great time. do we want food? because i didn't get out of bed til just now and i could probably do with something fast and greasy. or we could like, get actual food. depending on what and/or how you're feeling.

just making myself a little more presentable than not at all and heading out!

[cafeultra]

i mean, if they did think you were a hellspawn, they might think that's cool.

[ And they'd probably tease her about her obvious crush on him, but she's somewhere between oblivious and in denial about her feelings. ]

i should probably eat. fast and greasy works for me! i forget to eat half the time so i'm not picky about food.

i've seen you in sex cake mode, you're always presentable to me. :P

[corrodedcoffin]

okay. that's fair. sometimes i forget most people aren't like the people in my hometown.

coooooool, well, pick your fast food breakfast of choice and we'll get it on the way to your place?

hey now. sex cake mode is after i've made myself presentable and then made myself less presentable. via the sex. there's a difference!

okay okay okay i'm heading out.

[ He has deodorant on and brushed his teeth and has clean comfy clothes on. That's presentable enough. It only takes Eddie about fifteen minutes to roll up to the corner in his van, shooting Becca a wink and a finger gun through the window when he spots her. ]

[cafeultra]

i'm a slut for mcdonalds!

[ She grins brightly when he pulls up. The messy hair, smudged makeup, and rumpled dress are a very disheveled look for her, but she's too hungover to care. It's no worse than her own sex cake mode. Climbing into the van, she puts her seat belt on and leans back in the seat. ] Well, good morning, my hero. Thanks for coming to get me.

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[ Eddie can't help beaming at Becca as she climbs into his passenger seat, giving her a quick look over. Not that he's judging - he's had his own brutal hangovers, probably a few too many of them, and he never looked nearly as cute. ]

Hey, anytime. I get out of the house and I get to hang out with you. Pretty hard to be mad about that.

[ He turns his music down a bit before pulling away from the curb, mentally plotting out the route he'll take to Becca's before glancing over again with a grin. ]

By the way - who isn't a slut for McDonald's? Especially when you're stoned or hungover. Which - I brought stuff if you'd like to be both.

[ Always prepared, like a boy scout. Of weed. Hm. But it's fun with Becca, and he likes to treat her as much as he can with his limited budget. ]

[cafeultra]

You spoil me. I might take you up on that, maybe it'll help. [ Not that it takes that much to get her stoned - honestly, she's a cheap date in general. ]

I'm sure there are some who don't share a love of McDonald's, but that just means more for us. Those little breakfast burritos, I can fuck those up.

[ She's fully prepared to eat an embarrassing amount of food. Part of the hangover is definitely from her forgetting to eat again. Becca relaxes easily in the passenger seat, though, the morning sunshine and good company making her feel better. ]

Glad your seats are comfortable. I don't know who slapped my ass last night, but it actually hurts.

nbd just feeling FEROCIOUS cravings for mcdicks breakfast now

[corrodedcoffin]

Usually helps me. If nothing else, could help you get a good nap in.

[ The idea of just - hanging out and napping together is more appealing than Eddie thinks it should be. ]

I'm a real slut for chicken McGriddles. Do I regret them after? Usually. Will that stop me? Absolutely not.

[ He has to laugh. It's just a little bit too ridiculous of a situation not to. ]

The perks of driving an ancient piece of shit - they're pretty worn in. Also - how the hell did someone slap you that hard? Like - even going real wild, it's not easy to leave a bruise with just your hand. Believe me, I've been on both sides of the equation. [ He grins. ] I could kiss it better for ya.

gosh same, i know what i'm getting this weekend lmao

[cafeultra]

Ooh, the McGriddles slap, I like those.

[ She too finds the idea of laying around and napping with Eddie extremely appealing, and is trying not to think about it too deeply. Clearly she's just tired and hungover, that's all. ]

I don't even know, man. Knowing me? I probably was talking shit. [ Challenging someone to spank her, taunting them for not hitting her hard enough, several spanks later... bruise. Becca raises an eyebrow at the suggestion. ] Well, I mean. I'm gonna need to clean up before I let you kiss any part of me, but I do like that idea.

i only ever get it once in a blue moon bc my husband is celiac lmao... probably for the best :(

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[ Eddie laughs again, making a turn - he actually drives semi-responsibly with Becca in the van. Kind of a miracle. It's a miracle he still has a license, really. ]

Yeah, that tracks. You do like talking shit. 'specially the drunker you get. It's cute. But clearly quite hazardous.

[ He's all smiles, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, keeping his eyes peeled for the golden arches. ]

Sounds like a lotta effort, but fiiine, if you insist. I'll restrain myself.

[cafeultra]

[ She's a terrible driver, so she's not even judging. ]

If someone's gonna spank me, I want to feel it. And I feel pretty gross, probably smell gross. You got presentable for me, so I can throw myself at you fresh out of the shower. Seems like a fair deal?

[corrodedcoffin]

I think you highly overestimate how gross you actually are and how presentable I actually got, but alright. I'm never gonna be upset about you throwing yourself at me.

[ Eddie flashes her another grin before pulling into the McDonald's drive thru, rolling his window down, tilting his head to look over at her. ]

Whatever you want. It's on me today.

[cafeultra]

Aw, Eddie. I was gonna get it 'cause you came to pick me up. [ She has a feeling she might not win this one, though, so... Becca orders her breakfast burrito meal with a Coke. Because she needs caffeine and she's too much of a coffee snob to drink McDonald's coffee. ] Next time, I got you.

And, actually, you're underestimating how presentable you are. You're fucking cute.

[corrodedcoffin]

Nah, I insist. Next time. We both know this'll happen again.

[ Eddie gets a McGriddle meal with a Coke too, and within a few minutes they're back on the road, Eddie with one hand on the wheel as he tears into a hashbrown.

And if it's a little silly to blush at someone he's slept with multiple times calling him cute, well. He's fucking silly, flushed and smiling ear to ear. ]

Nuh uh. You're fucking cute. And hot. While hungover, too! And don't try and tell me otherwise, 'cuz you won't win.

[cafeultra]

[ Well... he's not wrong. It's likely that she'll end up somewhere random and hungover. And if Eddie is so willing to rescue her, she'll let him.

This time, at least, she'll let him buy her breakfast. She knows she'll make it up to him one way or another. But is he... blushing?

Just her imagination. She tears her gaze away from him to start on her hashbrown ] We both can be cute, you know. And hot. And sexy.

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[ She's looking at him. Can she tell he's all flustered over this? God. Be chill for once in your life, Eddie. ]

Okay, true. I guess. [ It's dripping with sarcasm, Eddie still grinning wide. ]

I definitely don't pull off the hangover look like you do, though. You're like -- rumpled and sexy. I'm more Rumpelstiltskin. No interest in anybody's firstborn, though. They can keep 'em.

[cafeultra]

[ She can kind of tell, but she also doesn't think he'd get all flustered over her. Like, she's not that special, okay? ]

You're not giving yourself enough credit, my guy. I've woken up next to you after we got fucked up the night before and I definitely still thought you were sexy as hell. Guess I'll have to make it more obvious next time.

[ Becca likes all the sex, but with Eddie especially, she really likes the morning sex. ]

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[ On the contrary, Eddie thinks Becca's fucking incredible. Gorgeous, smart, hilarious, driven - he could go on. He's more than happy to be friends with benefits for as long as Becca wants, but - he wouldn't be opposed to more than that, either. ]

Okay, fine, fine, you win. But only because I can't deny that you make me feel sexy when I'm with you. So.

[ She's stunning, made up or not, morning after, eating McDonald's with smudged makeup in his passenger seat. He can't help reaching out to squeeze her thigh just above the knee, smiling at her before retracting his hand so he can turn in to Becca's neighborhood. ]

[cafeultra]

[ She can't help a proud little smile at that. Not so much for 'winning' as because it makes her happy to know she makes him feel sexy. As he squeezes her thigh, she reaches down to give his hand a quick squeeze before he draws away. He's always so sweet to her, she can't believe no one else has snatched him up yet. But that's all the better for her, or else they couldn't have this... whatever they are. Friends who fuck and flirt a lot. He seems satisfied with that, so therefore so is she. Why want more when she can't have it? ]

Good. I'll be doing the most to keep you feeling that way. And not just sexy. I'm gonna be your biggest hype man, and you can't stop me.

[ A little ego stroking in the midst of stroking their other parts can only make everything better, in her eyes. ]

[corrodedcoffin]

It is bold of you to assume I'd ever try to stop you.

[ But two can play at that game, and he intends to. She's too modest for her own good, and Eddie takes every opportunity to try and convince her otherwise.

Eddie swings the van into his usual spot in the guest parking area of Becca's apartment building, killing the engine and pocketing his keys. ]

Now - don't forget to give me a five star rating.

[ With a laugh, he opens the door and climbs out of the van, slinging his backpack over his shoulder before closing it and walking around to the back to wait for Becca. ]

[cafeultra]

Ten stars!

[ She undoes her seat belt and hops out of the van, McDonald's in hand. Her other hand reaches into a pocket for her keys, and she lets them in to head up to her apartment. It's the same as ever, clean and neutral tones, decorated with her weird, spooky interests. She gets her shoes off and makes a beeline for the couch to finish the rest of her breakfast. ]

Good to be home instead of waking up in a random living room.

[corrodedcoffin]

Aw, stoppit, you'll give me a big head. I'm definitely not nearly that good a driver.

[ Eddie follows close behind Becca, Coke in hand, the other in his jacket pocket. He's gotten pretty familiar with her building, her apartment too. Seems he's over more and more often the longer things go on, and he's not complaining one bit.

He kicks out of his sneakers and flops onto the couch next to her, digging his sandwich out of the bag and biting into it with a satisfied sigh. ]

No kidding. Didja ever figure out whose house it was?

[cafeultra]

No idea. I saw a few other people still passed out, but didn't really pay enough attention.

[ She starts on her burritos, skipping the little packets of salsa. Too hungry to care. It's nice having Eddie there. He's been over so much that it's just comfortable, not all that different than when she's there alone. Except with him, she's usually way more stoned and having way better orgasms than she would by herself. She's not exactly complaining about that. ]

I... should probably be more careful, actually. One of these times I could end up at someone's place and it'll be a bad time.

[corrodedcoffin]

Sounds pretty damn wild. I feel like these days I just go to chill nerd parties. [ Eddie laughs, recalling a few rowdy parties back home. ] The only reason I ever got invited to anything like that was 'cause I was the only one at my high school who they knew they could buy weed off of. Saw some shit, didn't usually get to do a whole lot.

[ Eddie crosses his legs, getting comfortable as he looks over at Becca while she speaks. She's a big girl, she can take care of herself, but something about what she says brings out something protective buried in him. The guy he used to be, who'd be so over the top and obnoxious to get the bullies to pay attention to him instead of his friends. ]

Yeah, uh - I was gonna say, if you're ever, like... Not in a good place, you should tell me. I'd rather come get you or grab you an Uber or something than know you're having a bad time, or in danger, or... Yeah.

[ Eddie licks his fingers as he finishes his breakfast, then grabs a napkin to take care of the rest. From there he unzips his backpack, pulling out a small sandwich bag with a hand-rolled joint inside, tossing it onto Becca's coffee table with a smile. ]

Here. For whenever you want it.

[cafeultra]

Maybe I should start going to chill nerd parties. It'd probably save me some trouble. [ It's said with a little laugh as she finishes up her burritos. She bags up the trash and quickly tosses it in the kitchen bin before sitting back down on the couch.

The joint catches her attention, and she smiles slowly. ] You'd probably be one of the first people I called if I was in a bad spot, to be honest.

[ Becca just trusts him like that, but she isn't sure she could explain why. Probably because he's such a good friend. That's gotta be it.

She reaches for the joint and takes it out of the baggie, scooting a little closer to Eddie in the process. A quick smoke, a quick shower, and then she wants to be all over him. ]

You wanna light us up, hot stuff?

[corrodedcoffin]

They're pretty fun. Less fights, or - well, less physical fights. You just get really heated arguments about fictional characters.

[ Eddie can't help smiling at that. He wants to be important to her. And he's sure he is, but he's not sure just how much. ]

Me? Hey - I'm glad. You know that you can call me anytime, right?

[ Becca scoots in close and Eddie digs his lighter out of his pocket before shifting closer to her, arm settling loosely around her waist. He flicks open the Zippo, sparking it before leaning in to light up the end of the joint, pulling back once the cherry's ready. ]

My pleasure.