[For once Fraser wasn't the only one smelling it. The musky smell of last nights escapades are thick in the air, so much so that even Ray's dulled senses can pick it up, clinging to both of them as they lay bundled on the couch together. Smells like a whorehouse, he thinks, but thankfully he's not voicing those words out loud for the sake of Fraser's totally delicate sensibilities.
They don't look much better either, coated in dried sweat and come, bruised and marked, extremely ruffled and entirely beyond presentable. Even Ray wouldn't be able to get away with it and he's never been the pioneer for neatness.
It takes Ray a few moments to realise what Fraser's talking about, turning sluggishly towards the clock when prompted. He goes from static to fluid in a matter of seconds, suddenly throwing himself off the couch with such force that he may have accidentally slammed his shoulder into Fraser's chin in the process. No time for apologies though as he scrabbles for his crumpled t-shirt discard on the floor, creased beyond belief as he wrestles it back to being the right-way-out and then over his head.]
I gotta get home. I gotta shower. I gotta change. I gotta... maybe, maybe I can get a sick day. Or uh. ... Fraser. [Pleading. Help him solve his dilemma for him.]
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They don't look much better either, coated in dried sweat and come, bruised and marked, extremely ruffled and entirely beyond presentable. Even Ray wouldn't be able to get away with it and he's never been the pioneer for neatness.
It takes Ray a few moments to realise what Fraser's talking about, turning sluggishly towards the clock when prompted. He goes from static to fluid in a matter of seconds, suddenly throwing himself off the couch with such force that he may have accidentally slammed his shoulder into Fraser's chin in the process. No time for apologies though as he scrabbles for his crumpled t-shirt discard on the floor, creased beyond belief as he wrestles it back to being the right-way-out and then over his head.]
I gotta get home. I gotta shower. I gotta change. I gotta... maybe, maybe I can get a sick day. Or uh. ... Fraser. [Pleading. Help him solve his dilemma for him.]