[ there's a kneejerk "no you wouldn't" that wants to come out, but julie's not going to argue with him right now. she's tipsy and he's going to sleep. julie just curls back up in the chair and pulls her phone out to harass frank into keeping her occupied so she doesn't fall asleep too. ]
[ He'd probably argue back if she argued. It'd be a whole thing. Luckily, they're drunk. So fuck that. He's completely zonked out in a deep sleep the second he stopped fighting it and going to remain there for hours, limp and completely still. Probably be mistaken for dead if he didn't snore a tiny bit in the middle there. Still breathing? Yup. 👌 Thanks. ]
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