Title: The Morning After the Night Before
Author: Leela (
leela_cat)
Characters: Neil, Adam
Rating: G (for genfic)
Word Count: 100
Content/Warning(s): Humor (I hope)
Author's notes: Written for
glam_100, prompt #015: Hangover Hamburgers. Many thanks to
florida_minxie for the beta.
Neil's head is pounding. The bus reeks of last night's party: tequila, beer, and something disgusting that catches at his throat and makes his stomach roil.
"Neil," Adam whines. "Close the fucking sun."
Shoving Adam's feet off one end of the couch, Neil sits down, opens his bag, and breathes in the scent of greasy beef and fried onions.
"You have a hamburger," Adam says, rising out of a tangle of blankets. "Gimme."
"Get your own hangover cure. This one's mine."
"Asshole."
"And yet Mom loves me best." Neil smirks at him then takes a big bite of his burger.
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Characters: Neil, Adam
Rating: G (for genfic)
Word Count: 100
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Neil's head is pounding. The bus reeks of last night's party: tequila, beer, and something disgusting that catches at his throat and makes his stomach roil.
"Neil," Adam whines. "Close the fucking sun."
Shoving Adam's feet off one end of the couch, Neil sits down, opens his bag, and breathes in the scent of greasy beef and fried onions.
"You have a hamburger," Adam says, rising out of a tangle of blankets. "Gimme."
"Get your own hangover cure. This one's mine."
"Asshole."
"And yet Mom loves me best." Neil smirks at him then takes a big bite of his burger.
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