Threats from within.

[Exile]

Couple of hours later

*Oof*. Julie ploffed down on her couch. 'Aah..This feels good. So..So..Good. Lil, sit. Make yourself comfortable.' I walked inside and sat (somewhat uncomfortably) down on one of the chairs. Julie walked out of the room and I started to look around me. Living room, small kitchen, Intranet connection, Wide-vision set and a simple dubble bed. Top of the line stuff, all in a style which quite appealed to me. Libertonian Marine blue with black coushins and sheets. 'Lil, want something to drink? I know I'm getting some.' 'Uhm, yeah, sure.' Julie took about half a minute and then returned with two small glasses and a bottle of...Something. 'Here you go. My own recipe. Head backwards, and all in once.' Julie lifted up her head and poored the drink down in one go. Her face cramped together and she hit her chest once or twice. 'Aargh, now you!' I figured, 'Heh, what the hell. She did it'. And threw the liqour down my throat.

In a second, I jumped up and started beating my chest like a madman. God it hurt. I stood there waving my hands infront of my mouth and beating my chest for a few more seconds. Julie had already bursted out in laugther and was just about to die when I coughed 'Not funny'. 'Hah, definatly funny. Tell you what, you go to your own place. I'll hop by later and we'll talk. For now though, I think Imma hit the sack.

Fifteen minutes later

-Swoosh-. The doors slid open. I stepped inside and the lights flickered on. The place looked (as to be expected) about the same as Julies. A small living room with a couch, a table, and on either sides of the table a chair. A small kitchen with a counter, an oven and a simple microwave. An intranet connection in the corner linking to the Wide-screen set. The bed looked awefuly attractive, and my body took the liberty of making the choice for me.

Clothes out, sheets up, lights dimmed.

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