Fourteen Sickles

[vodkadrinksyou]

[He's humming a little bit as he puts the finishing touches on his fir tree. He's got to decorate for New Year's, doncha know? The horrible, agonizing pain ended a little while ago, and to celebrate this he's opened up his bottle of birthday vodka. The best gift is one you give yourself, sometimes.]

One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four....

Comments

[thefirstphase]

[Absent-minded headscratch of OTL TIRED BUT SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK But hey more pressing matters than resting--] Why the hell are you counting?

[vodkadrinksyou]

[Smile]

It gives me something to do while decorating.

[thefirstphase]

Decorating?

... I'm going over there now. [MUST. AVOID. MEATSACK FESTIVENESS DX]

[vodkadrinksyou]

Suit yourself. Enjoy your gift while you're up!

[thefirstphase]

Gift?

[vodkadrinksyou]

The bottle of vodka~ Oh, and the crowbar.

[thefirstphase]

[sakldjkljvlxcjvapresentswhatDX NO IDEA HOW TO RESPOND TO THIS]

[vodkadrinksyou]

I thought everyone could use a little vodka, yes?

[thefirstphase]

... Right.

[vodkadrinksyou]

Well, I don't see anyone complaining~

[thefirstphase]

They normally don't.

[vodkadrinksyou]

Right. And they shouldn't, really. It's just a gift, after all!

[thefirstphase]

[Ahaha...] Makes sense. Must be a human thing.

[vodkadrinksyou]

Of course! Everyone else was giving out gifts for Christmas. I only thought I'd help with my addition~

[thefirstphase]

Yep. It's a human thing.

[vodkadrinksyou]

Of course.