post-dated, late night

[gunnfire]

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[stopkissingme]

It needs to be somewhere.

[gunnfire]

Yeah? Maybe we should go paint the town, then.

[stopkissingme]

I think we should.

[gunnfire]

Gonna meet me downstairs?

[stopkissingme]

Okay!

[gunnfire]

[And he'll be waiting, arms crossed casually across his chest, leaning against one of the walls in the lobby.]

[stopkissingme]

[And she'll show up looking super cute and holding a drink in her hand already.] Hi.

[gunnfire]

[Hey, 'super cute' is okay with him. If getting drunk and making an idiot of himself on the journals means he gets to spend time with pretty girls, he might have to do it more often.]

You look nice.

[He's trying to be a gentleman and refrain from checking her out, honestly, but it's hard when you're already a little drunk.]

[stopkissingme]

Thanks. [She grins, waving at him again, taking a nice long sip of her own drink.]

[gunnfire]

How've you been, anyway? Castle's been -- funny, lately.

[stopkissingme]

I'm okay. Things have kind of... yeah, been funny, works. How are you?

[gunnfire]

[He tilts his head toward the door.]

It's complicated. Wanna go for a walk?

[stopkissingme]

Yeah, sure, why not?

[gunnfire]

Easy-goin'. I like that. [He nods toward the door.]

[stopkissingme]

I try to be. [She moves to head out said door!]

[gunnfire]

[He'll catch her arm in his. He's a proper, drunk escort, afterall. :|]

So. Tell me about yourself, girl.