Date: 2007-01-15 12:56 am (UTC)
"Hmm. I'm not sure I want to know just what you mean by that..."

From down the hallway, the sound of the bedroom door opening could be heard, and Zee quickly shut the scrapbook and set it on the floor where the drape of her bathrobe hid it from view. John shuffled out into the living room a moment later, clad in pajama bottoms and frowning blearily, one hand pressed to his temple. "The fuck you two doing up at this hour?" he muttered, squinting at the clock.

"Just shooting the breeze," she said, hoping she didn't sound as guilty as she felt, or failing that, that John was too groggy to notice. "Got a headache, babe?"

"Ngk. Aspirin?"

"Bathroom cabinet, lefthand door, second shelf. G'wan back to bed, I'll be there in a few."

"Yeah, all right." He started to turn, then paused with a faint suggestion of a smirk. "Don't either of you believe more than half what the other says..." And he turned around and ambled back off down the hall.
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