[He makes a mental note to not let Stede live in the bathroom, no matter what he thinks, mainly because it would be awfully inconvenient for when Ed wants to take a long hot shower and try to not think about Stede...if Stede's in the same room.
Before shutting the door, he fills two cups with water--downs one himself--and brings the other out to put on the bedside table for Stede. What a luxury--clean drinkable water any time he wants it. Could get used to this, might even drink more water than alcohol.
He then steals a pillow off the bed, and tosses it onto the couch with a soft grunt in response to Stede's comment.]
What's to regret?
You had fun, didn't you?
[Ed eases himself down onto the couch--body tired and aching from the night of drinking and dancing--and begins to unbuckle his boots.]
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Before shutting the door, he fills two cups with water--downs one himself--and brings the other out to put on the bedside table for Stede. What a luxury--clean drinkable water any time he wants it. Could get used to this, might even drink more water than alcohol.
He then steals a pillow off the bed, and tosses it onto the couch with a soft grunt in response to Stede's comment.]
What's to regret?
You had fun, didn't you?
[Ed eases himself down onto the couch--body tired and aching from the night of drinking and dancing--and begins to unbuckle his boots.]