[open/mingle] (505): Thank you for holding my vodka while the police let me ride their horse.

[valr]

Who: Everyone!!
Where: An assortment of bars in Old Town
When: End of week 4
Summary: This is now a mingle log for anyone n Westerley who happens to be getting their drink on in the last couple days of chapter 2. Post a top level! Tag around! Dance on the bar! Newbies who just joined are more than welcome to hop in if your characters were around in chapter 2! Exclamation marks!
Restrictions/Warnings: Alcohol obvs, if anything else goes down please warn in the comments because I can't keep track of everything

Comments

[brokeassgoing]

[he only laughs because he's lit as fuck otherwise she'd totally get the bitchface.

So for now there's a snigger and a sigh.]

Maybe not, but its pretty shitty so far. Least I'm alive I guess.

[fledges]

Yeah?

[Uh oh, Badou. She can't tell if he's joking or not, so he gets the Concerned Face and a slight nudge.]

What happened?

[brokeassgoing]

[he twists a little so he can at least be level with-- not the drool stain and all.]

I get up, right? My toilet's broke. There's something mysterious in it, and I ain't talkin' shit. Least I don't think so....then I had a job, couldn't do anything for the time being. When I come back...when...when I come back....

[fledges]

[God, Badou. Kate's nose wrinkles and her lip curls.]

You are so disgusting.

[brokeassgoing]

I'M NOT DISGUSTING! WHOEVER WAS IN MY BATHROOM LAST IS DISGUSTING!

[his own nose wrinkles]

I'm innocent!

[fledges]

[Kate snorts.]

"Innocent" is the last word I'd ever use for you. I bet no one ever visits your sad ass, so the toilet was completely your fault. Which, ew, by the way.

[brokeassgoing]

IT WASN'T MEEEEEEHEHEEEEE! That can't come outta my ass! There's no way in hell. It looked like a bible story.

[huff]

I have my innocent moments. When I'm just minding my business-- not literally.

[fledges]

[Kate props her chin up on her hand, eyebrows raised.]

So you just hide those innocent moments from me, huh?

[brokeassgoing]

Well y'know me, I gotta keep surprising people. Can't let myself get predictable.