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[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison isn't sure if he's hung over or what, but he spent half the morning after the Pride events feeling kind of groggy and a little dazed. After finally untangling himself from Jack he stumbles into the bathroom. He emerges again in a pair of his pajama pants - beige with black bears on them - and t-shirt that's too big for him. Probably Jack's. He's pretty sure he still has glitter in his hair despite his shower.

He makes a little noise, kind of pitiful, and then realizes he hasn't seen Sunny since yesterday. He goes to knock - gently - on her bedroom door.

"Sunny Girl, you here?"

He tries not to be too loud - he thinks it's only fair that he let Jack sleep.

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[madesomenoise]

"Man, I wish I had those," she says, with a little sigh. "Do you remember any of them? Can you, like...can you describe them to me?"

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison shakes his head a little. "I know we had some with you, but... we took so many of them in the moment, I'm not sure they made it to long term memory, baby. I'll draw ones I can remember, promise."

[madesomenoise]

It wasn't a fair request and she knows it. Just...sometimes, she wishes she remembered more. She pulls away from him, but only for long enough to grab her phone. She flips up to the camera.

"C'mon," she says. "Take a picture with me."

[afabulouskilljoy]

"Can totally do that." He grins and leans his head against Girl's so they can get a selfie together. Poison feels like he has a million of her, of Jack, of his friends here.

Maybe because he has nothing left of his friends and brother and Ghoul except memories. He doesn't want to go through that again.

[madesomenoise]

Girl holds the phone up, positioning it to take a photo of her and Poison with their heads touching at the temple, both of them smiling.

"Good?" she says, holding the phone up to show him.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison laughs when he sees it. "Perfect, baby girl." He kisses her temple. "You should take pictures with Carson, if you haven't."

[madesomenoise]

She thumbs through her phone, bringing up a selfie of her and Carson sitting on his couch; she's not sure if Poison's ready for one of the ones where they're lying in bed.

She holds the phone to show him.

[afabulouskilljoy]

Poison smiles. "Good," he says. "I wish I had pictures of... everyone, that are more than the ones in my head. Even if you guys decide not to be a thing, the pictures are there. Those are good memories."

And if Carson hurt his little Girl, well. That would be different.