EVAN: *kisses happily and then realizes she's still wearing underclothes* Aren't you too hot for those?
RICHARD: How about . . . this. *Sits down, kisses her again, and puts his hand against the back of Emmy's neck*
NINA-MUN: *will be getting off the computer at 1:45, so whatever happens in the next six minutes is it*
M: Hmm...now how did those stay there? You're right though, I am a little hot...*grins sexily*
EMMY: *kisses back and places her hand on the inside of his thigh*
EVAN: *fumbles with her bra hook*
RICHARD: *pulls Emmy back on the bed without ending the kiss ((^_~))*
M: *assists him*
EMMY: *is extremely happy*
EVAN: *kisses her breast* ((Okay, so it's corny, but I think it's so sweet when it's done properly . . . ))
RICHARD: *attempts to pull Emmy's shirt off without having to stop kissing her because alas, there are no buttons on Emmy's shirt*
NINA-MUN: *says goodnight!*
M:*issues cop out*
**an hour later**
M: *snuggles up to Evan* That was really nice.
EMMY: Just rip it if you have to!
EMMY-MUN: *says goodnight to NINA-MUN*
((*snicker* I love it. "issues cop-out." I love you, Emmy.))
EVAN: Mmm-hmm. *falls asleep*
RICHARD: *does so and admires the view* Very, very nice.
((CHLOE-MUN: *stares at amount of posting accumulated from last night* Shiiiiiiit.))
Frank's eyes well up with tears. "Really, love? You mean that? Could I live with you for... ever? Because you know, my old house disappeared and blew up a part of the planet, so..."
Green sniggers at Mark being cute. "You better watch out, Mark. Or I might have to... arrest you again. For speeding."
KT observes all the sex and making out that has occurred during the last 20,000 posts that Chloe-mun totally missed. "I really think this place has expanded. There's no way we could have so many bedrooms. We had too hard of a time trying to get one before." Then she hugs Wilson back. "Don't worry, Wil. You're height is fine. And although you kind of resemble Prince, at least you don't resemble him in the height department."
Cha-Cha, now wearing her FOP button looks at Lil Angel and The Corpe of Adam Pascal. "But wouldn't that hurt, you, honey? Besides, what if we totally missed and your head fell down?"
Roger has been seized by a moment of inspiration. "GUESS WHAT EVERYONE? I JUST FOUND A PURPOSE IN MY LIFE! I GOT A NEW SONG!" He stands up from his dark brooding corner and goes in the middle of the room with his guitar. "This one is dedicated to Jesse L. Martin, for inspiring my worthless life now that my dead-alive girlfriend and girlfriend seem to have an on and off relationship with me, and my ex-sort-of-boyfriend left me for a stupid ass manwhore.
How do you not feel like a dummy when your life is crummy
And everything in your life just sucks?
When there's no more glory, what is your story?
What's to do? What can you do? Fuck!
Everyone has sex.
Sex sex sex sex sex!
Everyone here has sex!
'Cause everything is... SEEEEEEEEEX!!"
JESSE: I'm...speechless...*is flattered*
LITTLE ANGEL: *to Cha Cha* Would you like to play with us?
LITTLE MAUREEN: What does 'fuck' mean?
ANGEL and COLLINS: *come out of the pantry*
ANGEL: Ok...so that won't work...
COLLINS: I know...the roof!!
ANGEL: The roof??
COLLINS: The roof!!
BOTH: TO THE ROOF!! *take off*
WILSON: *eyes well up with tears of happiness* Thanks, babe. *hugs KT more tightly*
ANTHONY: *jumps up on the table behind Roger and adds harmony* You rock, man.
Roger bows and then stands in his "cool rock" pose. "Success! I feel better now. And thanks for that harmony," he adds to Anthony. "I think it made my song just that much better... even though I am a highly talented rock star all by myself..."
"Yeah!" Cha-Cha replies to Little Angel. Hearing Little Maureen, she bends down and bites her lip. "Well... hmm. How do I put this? 'Fuck' is kind of like... something people do when they're bored, in love, or have too many hormones. It's an adult thing. You'll experience it when you're older."
"Awww..." KT grins. "Okay now, I love you, but you're kinda cutting off my breathing..."
LITTLE ANGEL: Yay!!
LITTLE MAUREEN: Oh. OK! *runs off to play*
The corpse of Adam Pascal shrugs. "Nah', it's okay, I haven't got any nerve endings anymore, remember?" And with that he takes his head and tosses it over at little Angel. "Catch!"
"Awwww...." Hedwig sniffs, tears welling up in her eyes as well. "Of course you can stay with me forever!"
Mark laughs loudly, falling into Detective Green's arms. "I'm DIZZY!"
And Little Collins steals Roger's guitar...because he's badass like that