[it's early morning, so early it might as well be night, when Jem crawls through the boarding house halls to their room, freshly free from Pouring Beer. she strips off down to her skivvies, kicks Eddie on the leg to get into bed, crawls under the blanket(s) and drapes herself over Julie like a giant, exhausted cat and says: ] Hi.
[and then:] Are you asleep? [and then, after a beat, presses her cheek to Julie's chest and huffs out a yawn. ]
[ julie doesn’t really sleep much— she should, but, you know. there's the general stress, the fact she's still used to not really needing to sleep, and quentin's weird cigarettes don't help any either. ]
[ which is to say she's awake when jem crawls into bed, wraps an arm around her when she settles. ]
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[and then:] Are you asleep? [and then, after a beat, presses her cheek to Julie's chest and huffs out a yawn. ]
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[ which is to say she's awake when jem crawls into bed, wraps an arm around her when she settles. ]
Not yet.
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[If she tilts her head enough, just right, she's grinning against Julie's jaw. ] D'you wanna smoke for a bit?