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[recognize_an_opportunity]

Well, you know how you said awhile back that we should go to Cuba?

[That casual caressing is really very distracting, Charlie, but he soldiers on anyway.]

So, yeah, that's where we're going. I got plane tickets.

[dowhatisays]

[Charlie's face breaks out into a very slow grin, starting small until it's taking over his whole face.]

Fucking awesome.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I kind of thought you might like that. Oh, and, um...

[Is this over the top? It's totally over the top. He doesn't care.]

We're flying first class.

[dowhatisays]

[Yep, Charlie's just staring for a bit here, give him a moment.]

You're fucking shitting me.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I'm not shitting you. It's kind of an inconvenient trip anyway, since we have to go to Canada first -- that flight isn't first class, because it's so short -- so I figured, you know, we might as well be classy about it.

[Yep, his stupid grin isn't fading.]

You ever flown first class before?

[Somehow he doubts it.]

[dowhatisays]

No man. Have you?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Hell no. I've only been on a plane once in my life. They feed you in first class, though. A real meal and everything.

[dowhatisays]

Do we get champagne this?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Sure, why not? I'm sure we've got a fake ID or two just dying to be used.

[dowhatisays]

You're the best ever, y'know? There's gonna be, like, ridiculous amounts of hotel room sex for you.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Yeah, I know, I'm pretty okay.

[Fuck yeah, hotel room sex. That's what he's been wanting all along.]

Also, y'know, I figured you deserved to have something nice.

[That's about as sappy as it gets, for him.]

[dowhatisays]

[Charlie is going to be equally sappy and just lean in to bury his face in Meyer's collarbone for a little bit, arms tight around his middle. Shut up, he still has post-orgasmic cuddles on his mind.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[This is okay. Eventually sitting on this counter is going to get uncomfortable, but he's still pretty drugged up, so he doesn't much care. Speaking of drugs...]

I really hope none of your friends went through my backpack and took my stuff.

[He hadn't exactly thought to bring the backpack into the bathroom with them. And there were a whole lotta drugs in there.]

[dowhatisays]

Whatever, I can kick their asses.

[Still mumbled into Meyer's skin 'cause fuck pulling away yet.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Hey, so can I.

[He's just not inclined to pull away right now. Maybe in a couple minutes. Maybe when someone really needs to use the bathroom.]

And maybe I'll have another couple drinks.

[That's probably a bad idea.]

[dowhatisays]

Yeah, and now we gotta find your clothes. Unless someone took them.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

If someone took them, I'm borrowing your clothes, man.

[dowhatisays]

Dude, I'M wearing my clothes. You're the one took yours off in the first place.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

Yeah, but you like being naked and stuff. So giving up your clothes wouldn't even be a problem for you.

[dowhatisays]

Not in public, man. That's just your kinky fetish.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

It's not a kinky fetish. I don't have as many kinky fetishes as you think! It's just the drugs talking.

[dowhatisays]

Sure it is.

[Charlie is just going to press a few slow, open mouthed kisses along his collarbone because he can.

There is a very definite rattling at the door now, but luckily the garbage bin is doing it's job.]

Dude, get your fucking dick out of his mouth, I need to piss!

[They have only the classiest friends.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[Now this just strikes him as funny, but he finally slides off the counter.]

Okay, okay, let's take pity on them and get out of here.

[dowhatisays]

They're just fucking jealous, man.

[But he is doing up his pants with a grin and heading for the door.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[He follows, grinning like an idiot the whole way.]

Yeah, keep telling yourself that.