Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Tuesday Afternoon

[mouthy_merc]

Everyone else was back to normal and so Wade was biding his time for his return of thumbs. And normal vocal cords. That chick with the laptop just hadta be about to change him back. Right?

Right?

Eh, screw it. He learned how to open the fridge like this. He was set for freakin' life.

[ for the occupant of the apartment ]

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[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Nate's mouth quirked, and he set Jan down on his lap. "I didn't realise you wanted to know..."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Well, when you say it in bed enough, a guy gets a mite curious, Nate my man."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"And talking about this is more acceptable than nudity?" Nate had to ask, torn between being exasperated and amused. He glanced at Jan. "At what age were you planning to ask?"

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

Wade eyed him. "How dirty are we talkin' then?"

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't you like to know..."

Jan babbled something about Dora and pointed at the screen. "I see it," he assured her.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"...you are a dirty man."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"And you don't make assumptions..." Nate said, smirking.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Kiiiinky."

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

"Not until Dora's done."