Taylor hummed, and took another dry bite before he hummed loudly, and stopped her with a hand. He swallowed dryly again.
"Star Wars.. Is the best thing ever happened in movies." he explained and tried not to ramble to much about it. He eventually did for a solid five minutes. He stopped himself, and apologized for his rambling.
"Hey- you mentioned something with a plan yesterday? What did you have in mind? I researched a little on those robots - you have a lot of files on robots..-" he rambled, taking another bite of the cereal, looking at her with the spoon in his mouth. He took himself in the act, and took the spoon out and chewed slowly, awaiting her reply as he studied her face and dark green eyes.

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"The Rebellion. I'm planning to de program every single of those damn robots." Amelia explains, shortly before turning her eyes away from his gaze.

The rest of the day went by quickly with Amelia mostly holed up in her room or the living room, the laptop burning into her legs as she checked various bank accounts for any transactions from the government concerning robot parts or new technology. There were none and at last after a half hearted dinner in her room where the laptop lighted up her disappointed face she reappeared back in the living room with several bottles of vodka in her arms. She gestured to Taylor with her hand, calling him to the couch before she set down the bottles on the coffee table.

Her fingers nimbly hacked into the movies server and typed 'Stars Wars' in the search box. After hearing Taylor rambling for so long she finally thought to see it. So, according to Taylor's explanation of the watching technique she opened IV: A New Hope and relaxed against the couches, popping open her bottle of vodka and draining it.
"Join me!" She called over to Taylor before taking another bottle and putting it down on the couch.
She was going to get drunk tonight.
So drunk she wasn't going to remember her failure.
So drunk that she could imagine a better future.
So drunk she could end this.

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Amelia and Taylor ended up talking for the most of the day, all about robots, and how and why they should be taken down.

Taylor was snoozing out in the small kitchen, head into the fridge for something to snack on. He yawned, but retreated to the living room for a bit without something to snack on. He eventually went to sit in a windowsill where he eventually snoozed off to a slumber. He got abruptly awoken by Amelia called out for him. He jumped down, and retreated to the couches, where he paused. He heard the click of glass bottles bounce against each other.
"Are you drunk?" he asked curiously, an eyebrow arched in a curve as he came closer. Taylor noticed the clear bottles on the couches, as he shrugged. "Count me in- I could use some." he mumbled, and crashed next to her. He could definitely use some alcohol to fog the train of his thoughts.

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Amelia smiled lazily before passing him a bottle. She stared at the screen as the movie became blurrier and blurrier. She could feel the warm heat radiating off of him and on impulse she snuggled into him, wedging her shoulder into the crook of his arm.
"Tell me about your love life." She slurred as she traced a finger down his cheekbone. She barely knew what she was doing but she was going on what she wanted to do. Her hands tousled his hair and she scooted even closer.@Riverbeak

Taylor was happily drinking from the bottle as he quoted what most of the actors' lines from the Star Wars movie. He chuckled, as he lazily let an arm slide around Amelia's shoulder. Taylor let out a wet snort, as he emptied the few sips of the remaining bottle he had in his hand.
"My love life? Well- it isn't anything to yell 'hurray' to..-" Taylor replied, just as slurred in his language as Amelia. He looked at her, when she traced a finger down his cheek, and up in his hair. His eyes flickered down to Amelias' lips and his heart began to beat faster in his chest. He wanted to kiss her; badly.

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Amelia planted a chaste kiss on his cheek before looking at his lips as well.
"I've had several boyfriends...but none as nerdy as you. They were bad boys, of course, with tattoos and piercings, yet I never have lost the V card yet and their kisses were horrible." She slurred. Her bottle was placed down on the table with a clank as her gaze flickered down to his lips again. She moved even closer until she was practically on top of him. She wanted to kiss him.
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Taylor looked down at her, when she straddled his lap. His broad hands rested on her hips, his breath slow and almost inaudible. His eyes flicked from her lips to her eyes, before he smiled lightly.
"I guess I'm not your type then-" he replied, leaning closer, "but am I allowed to try and change that..?" he asked curiously, eyes slowly closing when he got closer. He could feel the her breath on his lower lip. The alcohol made everything fuzzy around him, but he needed this. Wanted this so badly. He placed his lips on hers.
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As soon as Amelia felt his lips on hers she kissed him rapidly and within seconds they were making out.
Somewhere in the back of her brain she felt that something was wrong but that part was clouded up with thick thoughts of lust and romance along with the fuzziness that the vodka brought her.
Even though she knew it was wrong...it felt so right. And when she brought her mouth away for a couple of breaths she said so, not waiting for Taylor's response before diving back in.
She knew she would regret this but she couldn't stop.
Wouldn't Stop.
Even if the robots stormed in ;)
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Taylor was rapidly kissing Amelia back, his tongue dancing unthinkingly with hers. His hands roamed over her back, slowly down to the curve of her bottom. His eyes were lidded; closed almost as he panted after air when she pulled away. He barely got time to breathe before he tilted his head again and pressed her closer to his chest. He knew this was wrong; heck, he haven't done this before this hectic but he wanted this. He needed this. He needed her.
He slowly pressed her down onto his crotch, wanting to claim everything she had to offer. He needed this so badly, and he couldn't stop his kisses on her soft lips. The alcohol was heavy in his breath, he couldn't taste anything but the strong vodka, and the warmth of Amelia's tongue. His crotch were beginning to hurt of the lack of attention.
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When she felt Taylor's need for something more she pulled away, the thoughts that had clouded her head before falling away. Even she knew this was pure stupidity. The urging sense of wrong in her mind re enforced itself and she nearly fell off the couch trying to get away from him.
She was so stupid. So incredibly stupid.
"Taylor...I um I barely know you. And um..." The blurriness came back and she found it hard to put together certain words. The Star Wars movie was still going and she reached hastily to turn off her laptop before facing him. She moved to her own end of the couch before turning to face him again. She waited for his answer.
As much as kissing him seemed so good she just couldn't deal with a relationship right now.
Unless...
No She shook the thought away quickly. To use a guy? For her own purposes? But if she did have a relationship with him then she could bend him to her will. Send him out to do any mission she desired. So she pressed her lips back on his briefly, testingly, seeing if he would pull away.
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Taylor's hands lingered on Amelia's body a second longer than necessary. His mind were fueled by lust, and the alcohol only made it worse.
"Sorry.." he apologized, hands in his lap to hide himself away, from Amelia's gaze. His eyes followed her movements lazily; taking in every move she did. He looked at her; his lips parted just a notch, as his eyes were lidded. She kissed him again, but this time he pulled away. No; they couldn't just kiss just because they were drunk. He licked his lips and looked at her again.
"You're right-" he began, "you don't know me, and I don't know you. This is wrong.. We should stop." he slurred, and moved a little further away from her lingering gaze.
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Amelia suddenly felt a burst of frustration and anger. She hated it when things didn't go her way and even though she always thought her way out of it logically the vodka certainly wasn't helping.
"Why did you kiss me anyways? What do you even like about me?" Her voice verged on desperation for his answer. The alcohol was messing with her mind. She barely knew what she was doing and acted emotionally, not logically like she usual does.
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Taylor felt attacked as he scuttled away further.
"Because-" he tried; why did he kiss her? He had no idea why. He had no idea why he almost got hard from kissing a girl he barely knew. "Why did you kiss me first?" he asked this time; looking at her with a cloudy look. His heart was throbbing in his chest; all he wanted was to get away from this awkward situation. He bit his lower lip anxiously; his tongue running over the lip and still tasting her. Fuck; this was so wrong, in so many ways.
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"I didn't fucking kiss you first! You did!" Amelia felt like a little girl, blaming someone else now and she was annoyed by that so as she massaged her temples she sighed and said softly.
"You know...We could work...But, just get some rest and we'll talk again when we aren't drunk. Sorry I got mad or whatnot." Just that sentence took so much force to put together. The words were chunky and misplaced but she didn't really care. She reached over to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. Hoping that her plan would work before backing away to the doorway of her room. She lingered before saying again.
"You can come and rest on a proper bed, Taylor."
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Taylor sighed deeply, but nodded when Amelia snarled back at him. This was going so well, he thought, good job Taylor. He eventually nodded, his mind clouded and messy when he tried to piece them together. He failed miserably, and watched kiss his cheek. It took most power in him to not lean in and kiss her again, as he sat still as a mouse. He watched Amelia walk to her bedroom, lingering in the doorway. He wanted to reply with a proper answer, but his throat was tied together. Tightly. He almost felt nauseous.
When Amelia left for her room, Taylor sat still for a few minutes. He was drowsy, almost dropping into a slumber as he just breathed in and out in a slow rhythm. He wanted to join her in her bed, but what if- what if they ended up during something when they were sober? What would their excuse be then? Taylor let his mind wander, for what seemed forever but in reality wasn't more than half an hour. He stood up, went to the bathroom to do his business. He retreated to the door Amelia went through. He stopped in the doorway for half a second, before he went to the bed. Taylor pulled off his shirts, and wondered if he should sleep in his pants again or pull them off. He went with the second option, thought to himself that he could blame the alcohol, as he dipped into the soft bed.
The pillows was scented with Amelia's sweet scent, mixed with something else he couldn't pinpoint. He didn't care. He ended up staring into the ceiling, for a while.
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The next morning Amelia yawned, her head spinning from the alcohol the day before. She reached for her phone which was lying abandoned on her carpet. She took it up and checked her texts yet again.

Hey, u okay? I haven't talked to u in a while. Want 2 go out to the restaurant or bar tonite? ;)
- Amber

Amelia sighed before writing back.

ive had too much alcohol so no bar for sure. maybe the restaurant would work. can i bring someone along too
- Amelia

Her phone pinged yet again.

Sure, we can meet at Obo's. g2g boss is phoning. shit.
- Amber

She shook her head and smiled. Amber and her boss were total enemies. But Amelia did ship them. She touched back to the page she was on back then and checked more of the texts in her inbox.

Mel, dude...i'm comin over to your house, like, now. There's a tidbit of juicy info to give you.
- Vorrie

Her fingers spread across the glass surface as she wrote down a couple of words before kneeling onto the bed.

gotcha. come on over.
- Amelia

She crawled over to Taylor and slowly rested a hand against his shoulder, shaking it gently.
"Wake up, rise and shine, Taylor."
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Taylor groaned in his sleep, as he mumbled something inaudible. He did wake up with another groan and stared at Amelia's bedridden hair. He didn't know how much sleep he got, but it didn't feel like much. He sat up, and yawned.
"Yeah; yeah, I'm up-" he mumbled, and let a hand through his pale hair. Taylor swung his legs over the bed's edge and stood up with his towering height. He was standing in nothing but underwear, as he suddenly felt shy, for some reason. He quickly let out a choked noise from the back of his throat, as he fished up his worn pants and pulled them on. His heart was beating fast in his chest, and a slight headache merged from the back of his skull. He buttoned up, zipped up and found his t-shirt and pulled it on. He could use a shower, but he had no idea where to find clean clothes. It wasn't like he decided on this time travel thing.
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Amelia noticed his eyes flickering to her hair and she quickly smoothed it down. She went to the wardrobe as he got dressed in his old clothes and rummaged through it before coming across a worn rock band t shirt and ripped jeans belonging to one of her boyfriends who conveniently had some clothes in his backpack, got drunk and had to be dragged home, disposed on the couch and broken up with the next day. She had washed them just in case anyone else decided to stay over and she handed them over to Taylor.
"Um, it doesn't fit your style but that's all I have. I have a friend coming over soon too so I can't take you shopping till around this evening." She placed them on her bed before going back to her closet and picking out a crop top with binary code peppered on it and jeans.
"I'll shower first if that's okay?"
Without waiting for his response she went to the bathroom and showered quickly, washing out her hair and putting on her clothes. She dried her hair and came out of the room.
"Your turn. Hey, you okay?" She looked at his furrowed brow obviously showing some kind of pain.
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Taylor grabbed the clothes without question, as he bluntly stood in the room, confused in a way. He nodded to her replies, not saying a word. His mind kept going back to the evening before, how beautiful she looked, how good she tasted against his lip, how- Taylor stopped himself, before he got embarrassed. He saw Amelia walk out of the bedroom, and soon after the water was turned on. He sat down in the bed and waited patiently, but his head kept turning worse and worse. It was a dull pain in the back of his skull, slowly sneaking up over the top of his head and behind his eyes. Taylor let a hand squeeze around the bridge of his nose, to try and take some tension but it didn't help.
The water stopped and Amelia exited the bathroom a few minutes later. He didn't hear her enter the bedroom, before she spoke. Taylor looked at her, and forced a smile.
"Do you have any kind of painkillers?" he asked, not mentioning the alcohol from yesterday; he didn't wanted to bring up memories of them making out on the couch. He stood up, the clothes in his hand as he waited for her reply. He tried not to take in how cute Amelia looked, but his mind had other plans. It made a memory of her standing there with a slightly worried look in her eyes.
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"Pain killers..." Amelia muttered to herself. She disappeared into the kitchen, grabbing a sort of scanning hand held device and going back to Taylor.
"I don't know if this counts as a painkiller but it should help, Han Solo." She slowly pushed him down to the bed and crouched down next to him. She knew that she shouldn't be having such a dangerous attachment to him but he was one of the sweetest guys she had met and brought out a side to her that she never knew before. And she liked it. She held his face in one of her hands, gently tilting his head up so his eyes met hers and turned on the hand held device. It glowed blue as she held it to his head and put her thumb down on a sensor.
"It won't hurt, just give it a minute or so."
She took the time to stare into Taylor's eyes. So innocent, so sweet. She had not seen something like this in a while. Where robots with cold merciless eyes and afraid citizens roamed Neotech.
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