Room 505, Tuesday After Radio

[thatsamilkshake]

Not that Francine didn't always stay up to listen on Katchoo's radio nights, but after this morning, she wasn't sure she was ever going to sleep again, thanks.

Shower, on the other hand, she might do that again. But maybe not until morning. More than four in one day and you start to risk chafing.

Right now, though, she was just sitting up in bed with the lamp on and the blankets pulled up, reading about wildern Rodents of Unusual Size, and resolutely not falling asleep.

[OOC: For the bffroomiethingperson. Hey Chewie, don't broadcast this; it's after you get back!]

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[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Radio was not going to be, I'm telling you right now had not been up to her usual standards of snark tonight, but Katchoo was too worn out to care about that. By the time she made it back to her room, she was about 200% more sure than the 110% sure she'd already been that as tired as she was, sleep wasn't going to be happening.

So she wasn't at all surprised to find the lights on and Francine awake when she got there, but she did make a point of closing the door quietly.

"I'm thinking insomnia, party of two. What do you think?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Table near the kitchen, or on the patio?" Francine asked, resting the book on her blanket-draped knees.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"Patio." Katchoo moved over toward Francine's bedside, Clocky trailing at her heels. "The view of the stars'd be nice right about now, huh?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"Kind of cold, though." Francine shifted her legs to make room for Katchoo to sit down if she wanted to, the book falling into her suddenly-existing lap.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

And sit Katchoo did, scooting close to Francine's legs for the comfort of proximity. "Not if you get one of those corner tables."

[thatsamilkshake]

"As long as the waitress doesn't forget we're there and we have to live on icewater and breadsticks all night."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"With me around?" Katchoo asked. "What're the odds of that happening?"

[thatsamilkshake]

"...Oh right. So, when we get arrested for you disturbing the peace, we each get a phone call, right?"

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo usually did a better job of the pseudo-aggrieved look she gave Francine. "I meant I was just gonna yell, dork."

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine leaned over and bumped her shoulder against Katchoo's. "Don't yell. Your waitress is right here. 'Course the only thing I've got that doesn't require getting up is cookies..."

Which she hadn't touched.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo glanced toward said cookies, but chose to lean into Francine instead. "They look very unloved right now. That's not right."

[thatsamilkshake]

"I love them," Francine protested, reaching over to pat the plate, then settling back against Katchoo's shoulder. "I just don't...really feel like eating them. They get to live another day."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"So what do we do with them in the meantime?" Katchoo reached toward the plate, but the gesture faltered halfway. "Gotta do something to pass the time. It's gonna be a long night, isn't it?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine glanced at them. "Play Go Fish? Do you have any chocolate chips?" They were all chocolate chip.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo looked at the cookies, then back at Francine. Then back at the cookies, then back at Francine again. "You might be waiting a really long time to fish there."

[thatsamilkshake]

"Good point. We could. Um. Use them as Frisbees?"

That would not end well either, no.

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"We get crumbs everywhere, Clocky will be pissed. God." Katchoo rubbed a hand over her eyes. "So damn tired, Francie."

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine shoved the book out of the way entirely and put and arm around Katchoo, pulling her closer. "Me too."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo shifted, the better to curl into Francine. "Can't sleep, though." She figured that was going to be going around tonight.

[thatsamilkshake]

"You should try," Francine said, though she pretty much knew it was pointless. "You've got work tomorrow."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

Katchoo shook her head. Wobbled it vaguely might be more accurate. "Don't really feel like trying, Francie. Not gonna do any good."

[thatsamilkshake]

"I know," she said instead of it might. Francine reached up to touch Katchoo's hair, stroking through it like her fingers were a comb, tucking it behind her ear. "How 'bout you stay here with me?"

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

For both their sakes. Katchoo knew that well enough, but Francine was trying so hard to put on a brave front here that she didn't have the heart to ruin that yet.

"Sure you don't mind?"

[thatsamilkshake]

Francie rolled her eyes and pretended to think about it. "Well, I would have to kick the entire Fandom High football team, but I'm sure they can find someplace else to sleep."

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

"That's not hard when you don't really exist," Katchoo pointed out.