Sylvia: [once they reached their hotel n the penthouse suite, she let him go n made her way to the bathroom to draw up a bath, closing n locking the door behind her, wanting time for herself]
Peepers: (sits on the bed, thinking to himself for the time being)
[his phone buzzed, an incoming text]
Peepers: ? (looks to see who's texting him)
[it was Hater]
Hater: Hey, Peeps. Long time no chat. How's it hanging there?
Peepers: (texts back) We've...had kinda a rough moment.
Hater: [text] Uh-oh. How rough r we talking abt here?
Peepers: (texts) It's kinda personal. But what about you?
Hater: [text] I'm good. Wander n the pups r asleep, so I'm just getting myself a midnight snack n enjoying a little me-time. Personal? Peeps, we're pretty much BFFs by now. U knw u can tell me anything
Peepers: (texts) Well...saw her with those guy friends of hers and I...almost...
Hater: [text] Flipped out? Do something stupid? -_-
Peepers: (texts) Something stupid...almost taking my life...:(
Hater: [text] :O Peepers~!
Peepers: (texts) I know, I know! It was stupid to do!
Hater: [text] Why would u wanna do tht? Even I know that zbornak wouldn't be tht dumb leave u hanging if she's not interested
Peepers: (texts) But I'm okay, I didn't do the deed. Though, Sylvia doesn't seem to be looking so good.
Hater: [text] Oh? Wats up with her?
Peepers: (texts) She must've eaten something bad cause she's puked a bit.
Hater: [text] Huh, I see. U sure it's not...?
Peepers: (texts) Not...what?
Hater: [text] I dunno. I mean, u guys did it, right? Did either of u use protection?
Peepers: (texts) I...can't really recall...so much has been going on with us.
Hater: [text] She at least uses birth control, right?
Peepers: (texts) With a needle, yes.
Hater: [text] Oh well, guess maybe she's got some stomach bug going on then
Peepers: (texts) Who knows.
Hater: [text] I know u've been thru a lot as a kid, bt just pls try to control urself, or get some help with dealing with ur emotions. Don't let it make u push her away
Peepers: (texts) You think I should get a therapist?
Hater: [text] Maybe. I'm not saying that to be patronizing. Just so u can keep urself in n learn to deal with ur emotions. I can see u got a lot to handle
Peepers: (texts) I hope it can help me out, too.
Hater: [text] Well, I'm just texting to see if ur alright. Hope Sylvia's mission works out
Peepers: (texts) I hope so too. And thanks.
Hater: [text] No probs. Cya soon ;) [ends his text]
Peepers: (texts) Cya. (also ends text)
Sylvia: [finally comes out of the bathroom, all clean n dried, still silent]
Peepers: (glances at her then looks away) (worry)
Sylvia: [sighed n plopped down onto the couch next to him, turning on the TV n flipped thru the channel, then settled on a reality show, but not exactly watching, just staring at it with a deadpan expression]
Peepers: :( (begins writing on his tablet and holds it up to her to see)
Sylvia: [still just staring at the screen, not reli watching the show, n not reli paying attention to her surroundings either]
Peepers: (gently taps her shoulder)
Sylvia: [flinched a little, but turned to him quietly]
Peepers: (holds up his tablet)
Tablet: I'm sorry for almost doing something really stupid...if it helps, I will consider getting a therapist to help with my problems and emotions.
Sylvia: [reads thru his msg, then looked away a bit] Yeah... U definitely hv a lot of baggage...
Peepers: :(
Sylvia: [takes a deep breath n sighed out loud] Man~ This silent treatment sucks! I'm RELI not good at sulking =_=
Peepers: (hesitated to place his hand on Sylvia's)
Sylvia: [felt it bt doesn't shove it away, then just stared at Peepers for a while n sighed again] Look, I'm glad u realized wat u just did n ur gonna get help for it. Just... don't do tht again anymore, OK? U worry me sometimes, u knw tht?
Peepers: (glanced up at her, almost hopeful if she meant it)
Sylvia: And uh... Pipsqueak...?
Peepers: ?
Sylvia: [hesitated a bit, as if wanting to say something, bt shook her head n ruffled his head instead] Nvm. Its not important. I just hope u learnt ur lesson n get the help u need, OK?
Peepers: ...(nod)
Sylvia: N don't worry abt me. I must've ate too much just now, n then running aftr u to chase aftr u just made my stomach upset [folded her arms]
Peepers: (leans gently against her) ... (yawn)
Sylvia: [sees him yawn n yawned as well] Its been a long night. Lets hit the sack
Peepers: (nods sleepily)
Sylvia: [turns off the TV n takes Peepers' hand, making their way to the bed]
Peepers: (follows her, rubbing his eye) (tired)
Sylvia: [chuckled n shook her head as she helped him up the bed, then climbed in n settled under the covers]
Peepers: (snuggles under his covers) (tired) ... |-)
Sylvia: (yawn) [curled up in her covers, looked thoughtful for a moment, then sighed n closed her eyes n fell asleep] |-)
Peepers: (stirred a little in his slumberland) |-)
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