[ Law kicks off his own shoes with significantly less fuss, tosses his cup into the bin for the campus compost, and. Reaches for the arm of his sunglasses. Stops. Eyes the kitchen stools, considers, and, well. He already had his faculty boyfriend pick him up hungover from the fucking hospital. What dignity? With a huff, he drops his hat onto the counter, yanks off his hoodie, and lays down on the cool tile floor with his sunglasses still on. He should be embarrassed by how loud the following groan is, but fuck it. ]
Oh my god. I don't understand why anyone spends the blackout part of their drinking out of their own home on purpose. Much less regularly.
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[ Law kicks off his own shoes with significantly less fuss, tosses his cup into the bin for the campus compost, and. Reaches for the arm of his sunglasses. Stops. Eyes the kitchen stools, considers, and, well. He already had his faculty boyfriend pick him up hungover from the fucking hospital. What dignity? With a huff, he drops his hat onto the counter, yanks off his hoodie, and lays down on the cool tile floor with his sunglasses still on. He should be embarrassed by how loud the following groan is, but fuck it. ]
Oh my god. I don't understand why anyone spends the blackout part of their drinking out of their own home on purpose. Much less regularly.