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[kaijushit]

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[candidates]

All I was doing was scoping the territory.

[ Well, Chuck's letting him, so. Raleigh shifts to prop himself on an elbow, looking down at Chuck's profile. ]

Food first? We can watch something later.

[kaijushit]

[Chuck shifts, so he's laying more on his back and it's easier to look at Raleigh and all that and that... happens. Not much else to say here.]

What do you want, pervert?

[candidates]

[ Raleigh's almost tempted to roll on top of him and cancel their half-formed plans, likely because Chuck will kill him if he does, but he's also really hungry. His stomach's been rumbling against Chuck's back not-attractively for a good few minutes. ]

A burger. Fries. Something really, really unhealthy that I'm really, really gonna regret eating when I have to work it off again later.

[kaijushit]

[Look Ray, you get crabby and psycho if you don't get food when you're hungry and Chuck does like picking a fight with you but not like that. Because it definitely doesn't lead to getting laid.]

It'd be easier to find a better steak than a burger. Can you live with that?

[candidates]

[ Food and then sex; it's a plan Raleigh can get behind. Literally.

Raleigh pulls himself up to a sitting position, running a hand over his bed hair. ] If we can find two buns, I could put the steak in between?

[ He's aware of how stupid that sounds, but he also likes it when Chuck yells at him. ]

[kaijushit]

[Who said he'd get to top?

Instead of yelling at him, Chuck reaches out and smacks the back of his head for that stupid comment.]

Not if you don't want to be single tomorrow.

[candidates]

[ Raleigh does.

He yelps a laugh and belatedly ducks his head to avoid the slap, which only mashes his face into Chuck's shoulder. Classy. ]

You can't say shit. I know you eat microwave mac-n-cheese.

[kaijushit]

[Raleigh's delusional.]

That's different. And I'd still dump your sorry ass.

[candidates]

Nah, you wouldn't. You're like the boy who cried wolf.

[ Satisfied, Raleigh pats Chuck on the ass, as if to say good game and rolls out of bed. He offers Chuck a hand to help him out. ]

[kaijushit]

[Don't just-- pat his ass like a dog you little shit. Chuck brushes his hand off and sits on the edge of the bed for a moment.]

Is that a challenge, Becket?