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heyboss

I should be wishing you the luck.

[His eyes close.]

Fuck.

Can you walk me home?

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cameclosest

Don't waste it on me.

[Varker takes in a deep breath, heaves a put upon sigh and rests his chin against Lester's shoulder.]

If I didn't like you as much as I do the answer would be no. [He straightens up, knows he isnt exactly sober either but can sure as fuck walk better than Dr. Drink here.]

You sure you don't need the toilet before we go?

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heyboss

[He waves a hand.]

I'm not sick. I'm just - I need to go to bed.

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cameclosest

Alright, but if you puke on my shoes you owe me a new pair of Louboutins.

[That's the price of friendship, Sheehan. He will steady him and start to walk him out towards the entrance, to the deck.]

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heyboss

[He leans heavily against him, closing his eyes.]

There are some in the wardrobe. I think.

What did you call them?

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cameclosest

Honest to god, real red bottom Louboutins, in my size and the right style and color?

[Oh, honey. No.]

No, but it's cute you think so.

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heyboss

I am not asking the Admiral for any more fancy goddamn things for you. [He would, though, and both of them know it.]

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cameclosest

You say that, but then you would If you ruined my shoes. [He shoulders the door open and holds it for Lester.]

And I suppose if you wouldn't, Norton can at least recognize a crime when he sees one and would get me another pair before I even had to ask if my dear friend Lester wouldn't.

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heyboss

Norton is very good at that.

I think he hates me, you know.

We were engaged in a breach.

[He pauses, one hand on the wall to keep himself steady.] Before I even know I was - me. And I asked him for advice later, with Arthur.

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cameclosest

He's never said as much to me. Have you, you know, asked him if he hates you?

[Varker stops, arm still around him.]

How did that go? I can imagine strangely. I don't know if you realized but the concepts of sexuality, gender and sex have a very wide and varying history across the years and over the world. I doubt he and I would agree exactly what it means to be gay and he was alive only a decade before I was born.

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heyboss

I asked him because we're from the same time. Or whatever - time he decides he's actually from sometimes. [His head hurts but he continues walking.]

And it went - fine.

But I'm a psychiatrist. From my time. I know what we mean to him.

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cameclosest

I told him he was born in the 19th century and he didn't correct me once. [Because they were yelling at each other but that could also mean Folgate is over 55.]

I dont doubt he hates the concept of your profession, but he did listen to you.

He read those books you gave him.

From:

heyboss

[He blinks as he process through that.]

He did?

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cameclosest

Trust me, I had to do a double take. Normally he just reads smut before bed.

From:

heyboss

For Christmas...he got me a book. [He starts to walk a little faster, nearly to the elevator before pushing the button.]

It was - on sex positions.

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cameclosest

[Varker follows after him, keeping pace. He manages to hold it in for a moment before he bursts out laughing.

Not necessarily at sheehan, but the gift is very Norton.]

Oh my god... Lester? [he leans in, playful.]

Was it helpful?

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heyboss

No!

[He leans against the wall until the elevator doors open and then he stumbles inside.]

We weren't even dating at the time.

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cameclosest

[Varker is still laughing to himself when he follows him in, pressing the button for his floor.]

You know, it probably wasnt even a joke.

I would bet money he was trying to help. Do you want me to ask him?

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heyboss

[And Varker will get an elbow to the ribs.]

You will do no such thing!

[The doors to the elevator open and Sheehan steps out.]

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cameclosest

[His laughter is interrupted by a hiss of a breath.]

Elbows to yourself, doctor.

[Spicy little thing when he was drunk. Varker eyes him as if daring him to do it again before resuming helping him down the hall.]

At least now I feel we are closer friends because of your sex book. How precious is that?

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heyboss

[He snorts, taking out his key once they get to the door. He doesn't know if Arthur's in, so he stands up, letting out a breath and threading his fingers through his hair to push it back from his face. Yes. He is distinguished and not at all drunk.

He opens the door.]

Thank you, Doctor. [Said a little stiffly.]

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cameclosest

[Oh no, Lester. If they are going to be friends who do stupid friend shit, he cannot let that stand.]

No, thank you for letting me walk you home, doctor.

And not vomiting on my shoes.

[Shit eating grin and all.]

good night, Lester. Go sleep it off.