[ 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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[ 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?