They told me about her and what you plan to do

[chainedlotus]

WHO: Ren Honjo, Galatea Godeye, Catty Turner, Harry Dresden and James Tiberius Kirk (closed)
LOCATION: A hallway between the basement and the towers.
WEEK: 56
TIME: Late evening.
WHAT: Group Cake meets up with Group Drunk. Quicklog
RATING: E for Everyone from C and D

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[scroll_heir]

[Meanwhile, somewhere down the hall...

A pretty drunk girl is clinging to the back of the guy who got her drunk in the first place.]

You're moving too fast, Jim...

[Catty might also be mumbling some sort of song under her breath]

[notthatharry]

[Shambling alongside them, swaying from side to side with a strangely calm look on his face]

Clearly you didn't tip him enough.

[chairismine]

[Jim, the obvious hero of this sad and overly inebriated story, is doing valiantly with one fair maiden on his back and the other swaying at his side.

He's not as drunk as he seems. No, really.]

Thought you wanted the express service? [a thought] The smiles are free!

[chainedlotus]

[He sighs now. Galatea, why so difficult?] I give up.

[And now he's hearing the other group come down the hall. They aren't that quiet but still far away for him to not know who it is yet.] Looks like they're having fun.

[scroll_heir]

But I don't wanna puuuke~ [She giggles then, resting her chin on Jim's shoulder.

So much fun.] What am I supposed to tip him with, anyway?

[Everything is a little hazy, but she can definitely see people heading their way.

At least she thinks they're people.

... Maybe she had a little too much to drink.]

[notthatharry]

[Wisely] Well, not puking on him sounds like a good tip to me.

[chairismine]

[and Jim slows down. NOT BEING PUKED ON SOUNDS GOOD]

[staggering to the right a little] Yeah. 'M sure I can think of somethin- you can tip me wit- with.

sure, lets go here.

[chainedlotus]

[Moving closer to the sound and...hey, he recognizes that voice.

and that person who was carrying his girlfriend.]

Jim, did you just have a party and not invite me?

Everyone, of course. ;~;

[scroll_heir]

[nuzzles against Jim's neck] No puking. Check check check.

[Wait! People! Omg she knows that voice 8DDDDDDDDDDD]

Ren!! [she might have thrown her hands up, but since she almost falls off of Jim's back, she goes back to clutching him]

[notthatharry]

[Waves mellowly to the two approaching students]

Sorry Ren, invitation must have gotten lost in the mail. We got the owl pretty drunk.

[Shrugs at Galatea, which sends him swaying a little]

Pretty sure we took turns.

[Moves to steady Catty, and even drunk he keeps his hands exactly where they need to go, even if he can't help his eyes lingering]

[chairismine]

[mm. being nuzzled is niiic-peeeeople!]

You know how it is Ren- [but before Jim can tell you how it is, he's distracted by Ren's girlfriend waving her arms around the place and throwing off his balance]

[to Harry] You were pretty drunk.

[chainedlotus]

[Okay, it's kind of funny seeing them wander around drunk. And awww. Poor Jim almost falling. He'll go help]

Yeah, I know. Maybe I should take over and carry Catty before one of you two fall and possibly takes one or all of us down with you.