Derek's Room May 8th, Late

[Melody Martens]

Melody finished her drink after polishing off two more pieces of fish, and let out an impressive belch; she rose, cleaned up Derek's desk of discarded wrappers, scrunched up napkins, and consolidated what was left into one container that would fit in his minifridge.

"So...usual routine then? Start watching movie, invariably fall asleep on your chest, and leave a drool mark on your shirt?" she chuckled.

[Derek Scott]

"You make life with me as your boyfriend sound so dull," he said dryly, smirking at her.

[Melody Martens]

"Well, it's late, we just ate a ton, and you just worked hell shift. Did you want to go to the Xub and party or some shit? Besides, nothing with you is ever boring," she said sincerely, kissing his cheek softly.

[Derek Scott]

"Thaaat's my girl, knowing just how to butter me up," Derek teased. "I am tired," he admitted. "Stay in tonight, go out tomorrow?"

[Melody Martens]

"Sounds wonderful," she smiled, cuddling up next to him on the bed. "You pick, since I usually fall asleep halfway through," Melody giggled.

[Derek Scott]

"Oh, good, so you're tired, too," he teased. He didn't really pick the movie so much as just put in the first one he grabbed. Truth be told, he usually didn't last any longer than she did. Then he climbed into the bed again, snuggling back up with her.