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Who: Bonnie and Ianto
What: Shenanigans, possibly drunken!
When: Monday (1 Feb.)
Where: demon tavern
Ianto was squinting at the dart board hanging on the nearest wall. Normally he was much better at this game. To be quite honest, normally he was fucking fantastic at this game. Gravity was doing strange things, possibly, or the airspeed velocity of the darts was undergoing random changes, or maybe tonight was just not his night. He felt oddly... wobbly. And like maybe having another one of those "princess specials" that the bartender had pushed on him. It had been sweet and fruity and disgusting and really kind of wonderful. Yes. He should definitely have another one.
What: Shenanigans, possibly drunken!
When: Monday (1 Feb.)
Where: demon tavern
Ianto was squinting at the dart board hanging on the nearest wall. Normally he was much better at this game. To be quite honest, normally he was fucking fantastic at this game. Gravity was doing strange things, possibly, or the airspeed velocity of the darts was undergoing random changes, or maybe tonight was just not his night. He felt oddly... wobbly. And like maybe having another one of those "princess specials" that the bartender had pushed on him. It had been sweet and fruity and disgusting and really kind of wonderful. Yes. He should definitely have another one.