Girls' Restroom, Fourth Floor, Evening

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny had eventually dragged herself up from her most recent hangover and staggered to the restroom, intent on brushing her teeth to rid her mouth of the taste of old cigarettes and gin, aka 'death

Comments

[itsjustlanguage]

Hoshi had a towel draped over her arm and her hair was pulled back. She opened the door to the bathroom, then stopped and stared. "What are you doing?"

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny pulled her head out from under the tap and said, "It's almost as good as booze. Are you planning a shower? Good luck with that."

[itsjustlanguage]

"You mean we're getting cocoa from the showers too?" asked Hoshi. She turned on one of the shower taps and stood back. "Not exactly how I planned on getting clean. On the other hand, mmmmm, peppermint hot cocoa."

[ashockingbitch]

"I took a bath in rum when that happened," Jenny said. "At least alcohol has sterilizing properties."

[blackmagic_eve]

Eve was carrying the case she kept her necessities in -- toothbrush, toothpaste, that sort of thing -- in one hand as she walked into the bathroom. She stopped, stared for a second, and then said, "What's the faucet turning out now?"

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny turned the tap off and said, "Chocolate with manna from God in it. Figurative, not literal, literal was noxious and tried to eat Manhattan."

[blackmagic_eve]

Again with the staring for a second. "... okay." And a pause. "Chocolate? Seriously? Okay, that's kind of cool."

[ashockingbitch]

"Hot cocoa, anyway. Haven't tried the cold taps, yet. Maybe they give chocolate milk."