*Heads towards Crichton's room....*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Hey, John

*leans against the doorframe*

I missed the game last night... don't suppose you could tell me about it?

*is wearing a more revealing top than usual*

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*BOOBIES OMG*

*slurring*

Sure. Uh, just for a bit. Don't let me sleep too long. I've got class or a job or a game or something. And don't eat my jello.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*pats his check gently, and tucks him in*

*watches for a minute to make sure that he is asleep*

*smiles conspiricially evilly*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*snores*

*drools on Elizabeth's sheets*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*hangs up phone and looks across and sighs*

I wonder if I can persuade him that he has to wash these...