[Video/Action]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[The video feed switches on to show somewhere rather loud and dark. For those that have visited it however, it would be easily recognizable as the Sky’s Prize bar/dance club in Loki district, with three very drunk looking teenagers in view, sat beside each other on some sort of bench.]

..Wait there we go, it’s definitely working now! ‘Sup everyone~

[One of those very drunken teenagers is probably pretty noticeable, since he’s often around a lot, and socializes, and-no wait, it’s mostly because of that bright orange hair of his. Unlike most of the time though, he’s actually smiling at the camera and maybe even giggling a bit. Good lord, he must be really drunk. Anyway, he waves (even if it is a bit lopsided and shakey) at everyone.]

Heeeey! Everyone alrigh’ today? ‘Cus I’m jus’ perfect right now!

[The other one, however, is not a common face at all. The purple hair hiding most of her face aren’t giving much of a hint, nor the fact that she’s practically clinging to the orange haired guy as if her life depended on it, and you at least can see that she’s smiling like an idiot. She doesn’t even know how she ended up in that situation, and quite honestly, she doesn’t give a damn right now. Because she’s more than shitfaced drunk, screw the social inhibitions and all that crap.]

Waaassssup? … Wooow... stop spinning the room, will you?!

[The blonde laughs, placing her drink down on the table in front of them before drunkenly grinning at the camera]

So hey! Who wants to come hang out with us? I am pretty much having the best fucking time right now with my two new friends here, it’s awesome.

[Picking up her drink again, she nudges Ichigo’s shoulder, nodding towards the camera.]

Yeah, she’s right!

[He attempts to wave a hand in front of him, but instead it just kind of flails everywhere. Stupid motor control, why aren’t you working. ...Not like he really cares right now, though.]

All of you guys should come down here with us! It’s great! E’vry one’s been so nice and fucking friendly and I don’t even remember why I was feeling down in the firs’ place so I’m sooooo relaxed right now....

[So he lets out a laugh-a drunken one, but also kind of rare for just how open it is-and he practically beams at the feed. Man, he’s so going to regret all of this when he sobers up.]

C’mon, Ike...kia...Hanako, you tell them too!

Uhhh yeeees everyone is so coooool... Hisaoooo come join ussss!

[And while she says that, Hanako will nuzzle into Ichigo’s shoulder and let out a small giggle. It looks like she’s more inclined to laugh when she’s like this...

… Oh man, she’s going to feel utterly horrible the next day, isn’t she? Who would have known that “hanging out with Roxy” had anything to do with alcoholics? Two glasses later, and she’s forgotten all her troubles. This was such a bad idea. Everything was a bad idea, but nothing hurts right now.]

Wahahahaha Ichigo-kuuun you’re so waaaaarm!

[ooc: Feel free to come hang out with Roxy, Ichigo and Hanako or make fun of them/lecture them over the network for their bad decisions :| ]

Comments

[burntviolet]

[She laughs hoarsely.] What kind of ridiiiicolous question is that?

[seventeenpills]

[He gives a little snort of laughter.]

How is THAT a ridiculous question, again?

[burntviolet]

Oh my god Hisao you caaaan't just ask people if they think they should wake up! [She swats at his arm, but ends up toppling back again!]

[seventeenpills]

Oh my god Hanako, I think I can if they're falling asleep all over me. [Again, he catches her, though with a little less grace than last time.]

[burntviolet]

Whatever, you can't! [And she flickers his nose with two fingers- pffff]

[seventeenpills]

Uhhhh actually, yeah. I can.

[He beeps her nose with one finger in retaliation.]

[burntviolet]

You cannooooot! [She's about to flick at him again, but then she topples all over him.]

[seventeenpills]

Oh geeze...

[He has to reach out behind himself to make sure they both don't slip off the chair. She's pressing more than a little uuncomfortably on his chest.]

H-hey, can you sit back up please? We're gonna fall... I shouldn't....

[burntviolet]

[... Like a wake up call, she does sit up and it ends with her sitting on his lap.]

Buuuuh, you're boring!

[seventeenpills]

Yeah. Yeah, I'm... pretty boring.

[Oh what the - she was sitting in his lap now? Really? He just hoped no-one was getting this on video because he really wasn't at all sure how she would take the knowledge of what was going on here in the morning.]

H-hey, the seat is just there. Do you think that might be a little more comfy for you?

[burntviolet]

... Huuuuuuh? But you're comfy, too! [She giggles while swaying around like a pendulum, better make sure she doesn't fall to the side...]

[seventeenpills]

What? Me? No, I'm all pointy and skinny and un-comfortable. You're going to feel much, much nicer sitting on the nice, soft chair. Mmm, chair.

lmfaoooooo

[burntviolet]

But I'm the one sitting on youuuu, and you're not uncomfortable at all!

[seventeenpills]

I think, maybe it would just be a really GOOD idea if you sat on the seat. Look at how lonely that cushion looks. Aw. Poor cushion!

[...Hisao, she's drunk. Not five years old.]

[burntviolet]

Huuuuuuuh? Cushions have feeeelings???

[Hisao, seriously what]

Bed! ~~~/o/

[seventeenpills]

Well, if you were a cushion and you saw a nice girl avoiding you, what would you feel?

[He started trying to move her from his lap to the chai, being as gentle as he could so they didn't fall.]

Anyway, if you sit down I can get you a nice big g;ass of water. It's warm in here, your mouth must be dry, no?

kaaaaay gnite. I also read that as "I can get you a nice big ass"

[burntviolet]

[She lets him do so without much of a protest, pouting in disapproval the whole time. Hmmmm, yes water sounds good.]

Hmmmmmm yeeees, a bit.

LOL! I suppose he could fetch her something of that nature if she wanted it.

[seventeenpills]

Phew - OK. You sit right there. I'll be back.

[He walks over to the bar to ask for a large glass of ice water. He knew a big drink of something non-alchoholic would help her feel a little less terrible in the morning. It wasn't long before he was back.]

Here you go. Drink this slowly.

hkdgdkjfhdj lmfao Hisao would you really???

[burntviolet]

Muuuuh, okaaaaaay.

[And she drinks slowly, sipping in small gulps because ugh- the water is a tad too cold for her.]

He would ask the owner of the largest one very politely if they would like to meet his friend.

[seventeenpills]

Good. Good. This is going to help - you can thank me tomorrow.

[....aaaahahah. Tomorrow. He is not exactly looking forward to tomorrow.]

Hanako will appreciate that, obvs.

[burntviolet]

Naaaaaah why should I do thaaaat? [And she sips again, with more ease.]

Obvs.

[seventeenpills]

[Well, Hanako, when you're able to think straight tomorrow and realize your headache isn't as bad as it COULD have been, maybe then you'll know. In the meantime...]

Haha, yeah! Why would you? Just go ahead and drink up, OK?

She really needed that big ass.

[burntviolet]

I'm already doing thaaaat! [She speaks in between drinking, which causes some water to spill out on her clothes!]

It would be softer to sit on than poor Hisao, Hanako. Or even the cushion with feelings.

[seventeenpills]

Tch - careful. Don't spill it on yourself, we still have to get home and you're going to get cold if you're all wet.

[He places his hands on the glass and on her hands to steady it.]

Easy does it.

It certainly would. Sitting on dat ass. /shades

[burntviolet]

[She moves to protest then! And kicks her legs to get him away!]