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Dreamer is cleaning bloodstains out of Shay's ~~boat~~ fort.

It's taking a lot longer than she thought.

Certainly long enough that she forgot why she started in the first place, but hey. Not like she has anything better to do.

Slosh. Clank. Scrubscrubscrub. Slosh.

This is oddly restful.

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Dreamer's humming already, but she nods.

"Yeah, sitting's good. There's chairs in that room." Pointing is had. "The one that didn't have any blood in it."

"Yeah. The captain's bedroom." Shay nods, heading towards it.

It's possible Dreamer is grinning now.

Captain's bedroom. Relatively cute guy. Intensely cheesy rock music.

Why, anything could happen!

Shay catches sight of her grin, shaking his head slightly.
"Song isn't that good."

"No," she agrees. "It's not."

Grin? Not going away.

Shay just looks confused in her general direction.

Dreamer shrugs. Innocently.

And - because captain's bedroom, cute guy, and intensely cheesy rock music - kisses him on the cheek again. More intentionally this time.

Shay grins, slightly, before turning slightly to give Dreamer a brief kiss to the corner of her mouth.

If he knew how much good fortune this fort would have brought him, he'd have looked for a cargo liner sooner.

She kisses back.

There's just something about a boat in the middle of a field that seems to get people going.

Clearly Shay needs to take advantage of this.

...Though if the way things are going is any indication, he already is.

He really is, yes.

For once, Shay doesn't talk during the aftermath. He's content just to be silent snuggly.

Silently snuggly is good, from Dreamer's point of view.

Also grinny. Silently grinny, as well.

Shay grins at her, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
"We should probably get dressed."

"Yeah, probably."

She smirks, and does not make a move in the direction of clothing.

"Sometime."

"Sometime." Shay agrees, solemnly.

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