I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this
He rolled his eyes good-naturedly. “I don’t doubt your ability to wiggle out of these things.” Jim shot back, giving her a little push with his good arm as she made for the television. “Easy Giselle, the fashion show isn’t til next fall. But very nicely done.” He gave her a little thumbs up, managing to make eye contact, but couldn’t really help following her to the bathroom with his eyes. The instant the door closed he turned his head away, quietly laughing at himself.
When Jim said he hadn’t expected her, he really hadn’t. Heck, even his mother hadn’t found anytime to come see him other than his first night here. Though he definitely preferred this than Sarah, which made him feel guilty and smug all at once. Either way, Jim was happy she’d come to see him. It felt a bit more personal than just a few of his school mates, or Owen, god forbid. Meg was special.
“Lemme make some room.” He said with a grin, schooching aside for her and propping up one of the pillows. “I’ll admit to never having seen this before.” he confessed, ever so carefully putting an arm around her as she snuggled up next to him. “But I trust your judgement.”
Meg picked her head off Jim’s shoulder and gave him a stare. “You’ve never seen Scarface?! This is Al Pacino at his finest. Oh god…now you have to watch the whole thing. No interruptions.” She shook her head and put it back down on his shoulder, grumbling. She nuzzled into Jim’s shoulder and wrapped her arm around his waist to get comfortable. “How is your arm? I’m not hurting you am I?”
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Yay.
Great. Then we can have a little meeting.
Ohh a meeting. How exciting!
Just a little chat. Nothing too exciting.
That was sarcastic. You can’t see me but I’m rolling my eyes at you.
Careful, Meg!
I’m shaking in my purple leather Louboutins.
Yay.
Great. Then we can have a little meeting.
Ohh a meeting. How exciting!
Just a little chat. Nothing too exciting.
That was sarcastic. You can’t see me but I’m rolling my eyes at you.
Yay.
Great. Then we can have a little meeting.
Ohh a meeting. How exciting!
What on earth?
Jim turned over with a groan at the knock, peering at the door irritatedly. “What do y-” He couldn’t have been more surprised if had sauntered in. “M-Meg? Why, wait…what are you doing here?” He bolted up in his bed, smirking as he took in her outfit. “When you say you don’t joke around, you really don’t. Loving the catsuit.”
This girl is incredible.
Jim chuckled as he scanned some of the magazine covers. “Well, while I’m sure Jennifer Lopez has wonderful advice on how to get a ‘strong, sexy bod’, I think I’m gonna have more fun with the movie. Thanks for getting all of this stuff, seriously.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “Hey, I promised you a spot in the bed, why not follow through with it. Might have some explaining to do in the morning, but why not?”
Meg smiled and felt it widen Jim joked with her. “You did promise me that didn’t you?” She asks poking his side. “I’ll do all the explaining, don’t you worry.” Meg stood from the bed and shuffled some things around. She pushed the dvd into the slot on the TV and turned back to Jim. “So I’m sure you like the catsuit, but it’s really uncomfortable. So, get your fill now because then I am going to change.” Meg spun in a slow circle with her hands on her hips. When she was facing Jim again she popped a hip and bit her lip.
Meg giggled and dropped her pose, before grabbing her pajamas and skipping into the bathroom. Normally she just slept int a pair of shorts and a tank top, but she decided to be a little more modest, especially because there would be nurses coming in later. She unzipped and yanked and peeled the black material off her skin and pulled on her sweats and overlarge t-shirt. Meg walked out of the bathroom, tossed her clothes with her bag and pressed play on the movie. She waited for Jim to become comfortable and climbed up onto the bed, snuggling into Jim’s side.
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I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle this: It has been a friggin long day.
I know the feeling. At least you can relax now, right?
You would think.
Ouch,…
Oh… *bites her bottom lip* Well my offer is still open.
I know, thank you though.
I know the feeling. At least you can relax now, right?
You would think.
Ouch, there’s still more work for you?
there’s always more work
Yeah, I guess that true. Well if you need any help, I’m more than happy to oblige.
Thank you dear, but I can only ask so much of you.
But helping is what I do! *smiles*
I know, but there are somethings that people just can’t help me with.
*chuckles* You aren’t a robot Meg, you shouldn’t drive yourself like one.
True, but…I need to keep going and then I can sleep for 5 days. Perhaps with someone to cuddle me.
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I know the feeling. At least you can relax now, right?
You would think.
Ouch, there’s still more work for you?
there’s always more work
Yeah, I guess that true. Well if you need any help, I’m more than happy to oblige.
Thank you dear, but I can only ask so much of you.
