Caritas, Monday evening

[regretiz4suckas]

Singing Weekends weren't the worst. But they sure weren't the best. "Lady Gaga can kiss my--" Kenzi made 'watching you' gestures to the zombies. "Play that earworm again, and it's a force-fed diet of Celine Dion for you."

SPECIALS
$1 Margaritas
$2 Daiquiris
$1 MudslidesIf you need to forget some things (but only for a little while) come get your

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The Band

[regretiz4suckas]

Are trying hard not to look in Kenzi's direction.

The Bar

[regretiz4suckas]

Those mudslides are really, really good.

Re: The Bar

[myownface]

Whelp. Sparkle had confessed his stupid life choices to Atton and Minako, and had gotten snot all over Hannibal. Now he was kind of wrung dry, and starting to sober up again. Which meant that he needed to go and get drunk somewhere else, before someone pointed out how many beers he'd had today.

Which was why he was kind of shuffling up to the bar and then lurching forward to rest his forehead on the top of it until he was noticed by somebody.

He wasn't at the top of his game, or he might have at least noticed that today was Kenzi's day, and said hi.

Re: The Bar

[regretiz4suckas]

"Oh, bunny. What has life done to you now?" Kenzi tsk'd, and slid a glass over to him, then reached over to pet his hair. "Have a mudslide and tell Kenzi. Or, you know, not. Whichever works."

Re: The Bar

[myownface]

Sparkle blinked. And then perked up a little.

"OhmygodKenzi."

Yes. Yes he was happy to hear her voice. And to be patted on the head. And to be handed more booze.

"Long story. Want me to paraphrase or do you have a while?"

The Lounge

[regretiz4suckas]

For whatever. Hiding. Sliding. Lounging.

TV Room

[regretiz4suckas]

The channels are surfing on their own. Or maybe the sat dish is out.

OOC

[regretiz4suckas]

*falls over* Yay, got this up! Home and around soon.

If I hear that one Lady Gaga song again, someone's gonna get hurt.