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all_inclusive2016-01-26 11:56 am
concierge) wrote in all_inclusive2016-01-26 11:56 am
Gathering: Garden party, interrupted
From grand galas to informal gatherings, parties of one sort or another were not an unusual occurrence at the Nexus Hotel. Today was no different, a low-key affair erected in the rotunda of the Italian gardens with the aspiration that tea sandwiches and mimosas would facilitate mingling of the hotel's ever-shifting population.
What was unusual, however, was the inclusion of a wayward, bipedal lizard courtesy of a door standing open on the hotel's facade. Green, spry, perhaps five feet long and roughly as tall as a man, this new guest featured a curved, hard plate across his (or her) forehead that was perhaps indicative of the stubborn nature lurking beneath -- Perhaps because the foliage was so tasty, this little dinosaur resisted all attempts by the staff to corral it back to its home. It would run away from ropes and outstretched arms, knocking over bottles of champagne and destroying the decor before settling several feet away to chomp on some accommodating flowers.
What was unusual, however, was the inclusion of a wayward, bipedal lizard courtesy of a door standing open on the hotel's facade. Green, spry, perhaps five feet long and roughly as tall as a man, this new guest featured a curved, hard plate across his (or her) forehead that was perhaps indicative of the stubborn nature lurking beneath -- Perhaps because the foliage was so tasty, this little dinosaur resisted all attempts by the staff to corral it back to its home. It would run away from ropes and outstretched arms, knocking over bottles of champagne and destroying the decor before settling several feet away to chomp on some accommodating flowers.
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"Because I have motivation not to annoy you," Jim says cheekily in reply. Because, really, that's the game, isn't it? To annoy Bones to death, to get some attention from him. Now he has all the attention he wants or needs.
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"It is one of my numerous talents," Jim says, tugging him close for another kiss.
"Just like kissing is."
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He wants to be persnickety and tease, but the trouble is that he's quickly falling right back to old easy habits, like letting himself be pulled into a kiss like this because it's good enough to take his breath away. Sighing into Jim's lips, he mumbles a quiet, "lucky you're right," because he can't let him get away with nothing.