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[cheevy]

Well hey, look who's back! That's right, ladies and gentlemen, it's Miniver. The usual palm tree Miniver, 25 years old and ENTIRELY too drunk to care that as soon as he tumbles in from LA, Bar outfits him with copious amounts of glitter and eyeliner

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[missginnytonic]

She smiles hey he's young again.

"Miniver"

[cheevy]

He is! It happens.

He eyes her, and giggles.

"Dude. Nice."

[missginnytonic]

She giggles to, She's had some drinks tonight. She also has three strands of beads.

"You like it?"

[cheevy]

"Um. Yes?"

He really has no idea.

Drunk poet is drunk! Also, gay. Also, hopelessly inexperienced with women in any context except having the ever-loving snot beat out of him by them. He's not sure it's SUPPOSED to look nice.

[missginnytonic]

Ginny as luckily never been beaten by them. Never really been abused. War battles doesn't count. So she just smiles.

"Thanks, How have you been?"

[cheevy]

"Oh, fantastic! Like, really brilliant. Europe is AWESOME."

[missginnytonic]

Ginny nods and smiles. She's been reading travel magazines.

"Did you get to see London?"

[cheevy]

"Yeah, it was fabulous. We had fish and chips and went to a pub though nothing was as great as Dublin. NOTHING. .....Okay no the mosh pit came close."

[missginnytonic]

"I've been reading about Dublin, it looks pretty in books. What is a mosh pit?"

[cheevy]

"It's where a bunch of people get in a big group in front of some really loud musicians and beat each other up."

:D!

[missginnytonic]

"Did you get beat up then?"