All this, but no surprises for this year's girl (Closed RP, Una and the Doctor)
The morning after Logan Echolls's party, Una Persson woke up with a sore head (bad), naked (worse), alone (thank god), and with no sign of anyone else having been there (excellent). A half-hour's concentration reconstructed the events that had brought her there.
After that perilous tango, she'd gone back to the bowl of pineapple punch. Repeatedly. Which quickly put paid to her attempts to keep an eye on the Master, and which also resulted in her being discreetly sick off the side of the houseboat. Having determined things could not really get worse from there, she'd gone back to her tent and, with the concentration of the deeply intoxicated, removed her clothes and hung them with exaggerated care before passing out.
Not one of her better moments.
The sun was distressingly high in the sky when she set out for Toontown, now washed, dressed, fed, rehydrated, and dosed with a couple of aspirin from her first aid kit. She wanted to check in with Logan and apologise for making an arse of herself at the party, but first order of business was to see the Doctor. It would ... wash out her brain. Or something like that.
She hurried past the Toon Town City Hall with an anxious glance and, drawing nervously on a cigarette, rapped smartly on the door of the TARDIS.
After that perilous tango, she'd gone back to the bowl of pineapple punch. Repeatedly. Which quickly put paid to her attempts to keep an eye on the Master, and which also resulted in her being discreetly sick off the side of the houseboat. Having determined things could not really get worse from there, she'd gone back to her tent and, with the concentration of the deeply intoxicated, removed her clothes and hung them with exaggerated care before passing out.
Not one of her better moments.
The sun was distressingly high in the sky when she set out for Toontown, now washed, dressed, fed, rehydrated, and dosed with a couple of aspirin from her first aid kit. She wanted to check in with Logan and apologise for making an arse of herself at the party, but first order of business was to see the Doctor. It would ... wash out her brain. Or something like that.
She hurried past the Toon Town City Hall with an anxious glance and, drawing nervously on a cigarette, rapped smartly on the door of the TARDIS.