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[ He brought some of the powder with him.

He hadn't tried much at the rave, just enough to keep Finn company, but the whole time they threw themselves around in the crowd, the whole time Poe found himself warmed and comforted by every bump and brush with a stranger, the whole time he felt that tingle of euphoria, he was thinking about John.

So here he is at John's door, the keys to a hotel room in his hand, a cab waiting outside, practically vibrating with the desire to get his boyfriend (his boyfriend) in a private space where they won't risk interruption or awkwardness from either roommate. He's still got that mild glow in his head, his pupils very slightly dilated, and for the first time in a long time (for the first time since his Academy days), he's eager for more of that feeling. He's eager to share it.

Poe knocks. For probably the third time in less than a minute. ]


John! You're in, right? Come on, be in.

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