Room 217, Friday Night
Savannah had gotten ahold of a bottle of flavoured vodka and was in her room with it.
There had been a lot of things that happened within the last two weeks, and although she wasn't used to drinking, she had seen that in Fandom people tended to turn to drink to mark or deal with things.
Thus, the vodka.
She drank a shot of it, and made a face. If this was flavoured vodka, she would hate to try the unflavoured variety. Shaking her head, she poured another a shot. Then she started writing in her journal as she drank.
This could end up being an interesting night.
[[OOC: Open]]
There had been a lot of things that happened within the last two weeks, and although she wasn't used to drinking, she had seen that in Fandom people tended to turn to drink to mark or deal with things.
Thus, the vodka.
She drank a shot of it, and made a face. If this was flavoured vodka, she would hate to try the unflavoured variety. Shaking her head, she poured another a shot. Then she started writing in her journal as she drank.
This could end up being an interesting night.
[[OOC: Open]]