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2. After too many drinks

Clarke touched Marcus’ shoulder as she managed to push him back into the seat he’d attempted to vacate. “Are you okay?”

Marcus tried to focus on Clarke’s face as she spoke to him. The moonshine that flowed through his veins was stronger than he’d first thought. His head swam, making him dizzy even in his seated position. He closed his eyes but that only made the spinning increase. He opened his eyes and smiled goofily up at her. “Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” he slurred. He tried to wave her hand away to stand once again. 

He managed to get his feet under him only to fall over. He frowned then. “Well, how do you like that?” He laughed.

Clarke rolled her eyes as she squatted down beside him. “I think you’d better stay down, Kane, before you hurt yourself. I’ll get you some coffee.” She patted his shoulder and shot a glare in Monty and Jasper’s direction. They would probably pay for this come tomorrow, but at least they were having their fun tonight.

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5. After an accident.

Marcus couldn’t remember why he was flat on his back. He didn’t remember why he couldn’t hear, couldn’t breathe, and why his vision was blurry. He tried sitting up, but the dizziness forced his head back to the ground as he fought the bile that rose in his throat.

The voice was faint. And he hardly recognized it as it sounded very far away and garbled at first. He concentrated harder as the question was repeated over and over. Finally, he could see the person. Blonde hair and blue eyes. Clarke.

“Are you okay?” she asked once more, trying to help him sit up slowly.

He blinked slowly. “Yeah. I think so. What happened?” He held onto her arm with one hand and pushed himself up with his other as she helped him to his feet.

Clarke kept her body against his as he wavered in place. Her hand moved to a cut on his cheek. “Sinclair said there was an explosion. You don’t remember?”

He winced when she touched the cut. He frowned. “I remember walking toward the guard tower, and that’s it. Is anyone else hurt?” He tried to move away from her and check on his people.

“Cuts and scrapes. Some bruises, but nothing Medical can’t handle.” She moved with him so that he could sit on the bumper of the humvee. “You need to let Mom patch you up. That’s going to need stitches.”

He nodded. “Soon as my world stops spinning.” He smiled at her. “Thanks.”

       ' -- you don know you can stop leaning over to tie up your cleats whenever i’m in front of you while we’re at practice right? ‘ not that kateri doesn’t appreciate the sight -- okay maybe she actually LOVES it when clarke does it -- unfortunately it also causes her to be distracted throughout the entire practice, which then ends with kateri having to run extra laps. and not feeling my toes for the rest of the day. 

  for once kateri was lying in her own bed - but only because this was her attempt at behaving and keeping her hands to herself as clarke is new to this whole being with a girl thing. whereas - kateri is not knew. at all. to any of it.

                it had been a LONG day, and despite being awake for what felt like forever, jackson still couldn’t bring himself to rest. there was simply too much work to be done. but just because he couldn’t s l e e p by no means meant he didn’t permit himself a short break. the heel of his hands finding home against his eyes, he sat. but the sound of a guest brought him round, and he was soon peering at the young blonde. ❝ you’re mother’s not here, she’s just getting some food. ❞

[sms] Going out or stay in sounds both fine to me.

[sms] I need to see you too.

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