My Life is Over. Come, Help Me Drink Away My Sorrows. Metabro! Lighter! Be My Drinking Buddies!
Who: Duster, Lighter, Metabro
What: Drowning Duster's Sorrows
Where: Lighter's Dorm and then A Bar
When: Jan. 11th, directly after Duster tried to put the moves on a lady and it sort of blew up in his face
Warnings: Drinking. Sobbing into drinks.
Lighter didn't have a cellphone. Or a regular phone. Duster had gotten one several months earlier. When he had drank a lot. For some reason. He still wasn't sure what had gone on for that week. Something about going to some hotsprings and then he came back and acted like a douchebag. And you cannot be a douchebag without a cellphone with an annoying ringtone. For some reason, Duster's played some song by somebody named Lady Gargarchomp about telephonery. It was awful. He had no idea how to change it. Thankfully, almost nobody called him.
But he still had a cellphone. And in it was a guy who he remembered drinking a lot with. So, barely remembering how to do it, he managed to send a text message:
Hello. You and I used to drink a lot. We do not drink a lot now. But I need to have a drink. If you want to have a drink with me, please call me. - Duster
(Duster has having very nice looking texts; he has no idea how to work the 'u' for 'you' and the '4' for 'for' and the like.)
As he was laborously typing this out, he also shuffled slowly to the teacher's dorms. And he stood in front of Lighter's dorm. And he knocked on Lighter's door.
With his head.
What: Drowning Duster's Sorrows
Where: Lighter's Dorm and then A Bar
When: Jan. 11th, directly after Duster tried to put the moves on a lady and it sort of blew up in his face
Warnings: Drinking. Sobbing into drinks.
Lighter didn't have a cellphone. Or a regular phone. Duster had gotten one several months earlier. When he had drank a lot. For some reason. He still wasn't sure what had gone on for that week. Something about going to some hotsprings and then he came back and acted like a douchebag. And you cannot be a douchebag without a cellphone with an annoying ringtone. For some reason, Duster's played some song by somebody named Lady Gargarchomp about telephonery. It was awful. He had no idea how to change it. Thankfully, almost nobody called him.
But he still had a cellphone. And in it was a guy who he remembered drinking a lot with. So, barely remembering how to do it, he managed to send a text message:
Hello. You and I used to drink a lot. We do not drink a lot now. But I need to have a drink. If you want to have a drink with me, please call me. - Duster
(Duster has having very nice looking texts; he has no idea how to work the 'u' for 'you' and the '4' for 'for' and the like.)
As he was laborously typing this out, he also shuffled slowly to the teacher's dorms. And he stood in front of Lighter's dorm. And he knocked on Lighter's door.
With his head.