Roof - Saturday Morning

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

It was way too effing early to be awake. And yet, here Chuck was, awake. Life was unfair sometimes.

Maybe if he got stoned enough he'd be able to fall asleep again. And if he didn't, well, he'd still be high anyway. That was always nice.

He looked over the edge of the roof and lamented the fact that he didn't bring any Cheetos or Lucky Charms up here with him or something. Things were going to take a turn for the suck once the munchies came on.

[Open roof is open, yes. I would like some Lucky Charms plz. ETA: Temari's thread is last omg since he leaves with her]

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[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

He just kind of stared at him for a second. "...So do you want him to get rough with you or not?"

Chuck Bass: Master of tact and subtly.

[likethegun]

Sam's eyes got a little wide at how the conversation had turned around on him. "I don't think that's something I should talk about with you," he said. "Or anyone. Possibly ever."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Fair enough," Chuck said, shrugging. "I'll tell you this though, I've never met a guy who didn't like a little pushing and biting every now and again."

God help him, Chuck had to help the poor guy out. The shy ones always needed a little pushing.

[likethegun]

Sam had every reason in the world to not believe a word coming out of Chuck's mouth, and yet, he still found himself wondering if that was really true.

"Really? I, uh, I'll keep that in mind then. Maybe. If it seems like Peter might..." He trailed off, squirming. "I should probably go. You know, before I get too much of a contact high."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"We wouldn't want that," Chuck said with a smirk. "I'll see you around, Winchester."

[likethegun]

"See you around," Sam said, trying to back away as smoothly as he could. It hadn't been an argument, but he still couldn't fight the feeling that Chuck had won that discussion.