XIII

[harassmentgirl]

[The device clicks on, the video showing two people a few feet away and several bottles strewn about them, some full, some empty, and some only halfway empty, the left over contents are threatening to spill all over the floor. The people in question are Alice and Mokona, the latter being held tightly in the girl's arms and...mouth. Her eyes are

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[white_pork_bun]

[What's this?

Why yes, Mokona is not looking the least bit abashed by the mess.]

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[white_pork_bun]

It wasn't Mokona's idea. [The test, that is. The drinking, that was all Mokona.]

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[white_pork_bun]

[Wiggle. Wiggle. Squirm.] Mokona should have been more clear about what no eating meant...

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[white_pork_bun]

But she might gnaw off Mokona's fur!

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[harassmentgirl]

[This is Alice, drunkenly sleeping on the floor with a very pleased look on her face.]

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[harassmentgirl]

[Stirring just a little bit...but definitely not letting go of Mokona]

Ehhh? Wha' I lose? Where's my meat?

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[harassmentgirl]

Awake. Somewhat.

[Sits up, rubbing her head and looking around drunkenly.]

What happened? Where's the meat bun? Did I win?

[ooc; Assuming this is after Mokona somehow gets a pen and draws on Alice's face. Not sure if Mokona'd hang around after that though, so go with whatev?]