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[frosted_eyelash]

*has stolen alcohol from the inexplicably large stash uderneath her roommate's bed and is now wandering the halls clad in green, with shamrocks and glitter in her hair, singing blues songs*

IT'S ST. PATRICK'S DAY!! WHERE ARE ALL THE DRUNK PEOPLE? WE SHOULD CEBERATE! WHOOO!

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[pur_et_seul]

Enjoying the holiday?

[pur_et_seul]

Well, I assure you that they have been on all day.

*can't help but smile at what a happy drunk she makes* Ah but see whereas you are silly and delightful while under the influence, I am reckless and absolutely shameless.

[frosted_eyelash]

*looks at him for a moment* No sex then? *deflates like a balloon*

Then you would make a most fun drinking partner. You and I should try it sometime, and see what sort of mischief we can wreak upon the school.

[pur_et_seul]

A slobbery drunken friend-kiss from Dorcas are as close as I've come to sex today. *smiles* That and your tacklehug.

I try not to drink very often; I've gotten myself into some sticky situations when I have. But perhaps it would be safe - or, nearer to it - with you.

[frosted_eyelash]

*SAD!face* That's depressing. This is also the closest thing I've had to sex in two days.

*BEAAAMS happily* Safe is relative my darling, but I assume you will be safer with me. ish.

[pur_et_seul]

Why the dry spell?

Fingers crossed then. And I suppose you've seen me at my worst so I hopefully won't be very horrible by comparison.

[frosted_eyelash]

*pouts like a child* Gideon and I had a row.

Regina, you could never be horrible. 'sides, if you are I wouldn't care. Methinks I like you too much. *makes a face* You're m'friend.

[pur_et_seul]

*quite concerned* I'm sorry. How are things with him now?

That's a lucky thing. And it's a lucky thing for you that you're my friend, otherwise I wouldn't let you call me 'Regina' so easily.

[frosted_eyelash]

*takes the shamrock off her hair and fiddles with it* I dunno...I haven't seen him yet. He's really mad at me....I think he might want to-to y'know.

That's true. A very lucky thing indeed. I like having you as a friend. It's very fun. And I like that you let me call you Regina. Other people might be offended but you know I love you and I don't mean anything by it.

..Don't you?

[pur_et_seul]

Cassandra. *takes the shamrock out of her hands and holds them* I don't know why you're fighting or why he's angry, but I do know that he definitely loves you. That means a lot. He's a good man and I hope that he doesn't make a bad choice.

I do. You know I do or I wouldn't let you say it. *smiles*

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*small smile* I hope so. Because I will cry, otherwise.
*beams* Hooray! Glad we cleared that up. M'feeling a bit adventurous. Shall we go throw paint balloons at ickle firsti

[pur_et_seul]

I'll be here if you do. In the event that you don't hate all men, that is.

Mmm... sure. *grins* As long as we don't get caught.

[frosted_eyelash]

*laughs a bit* Thank you. And you're not a man, you loon.

We woon't! The teachers are all too busy drinking in the staff lounge anyway.

[pur_et_seul]

I thought we had established that I was now? Boxers and all that.

...Nope, can't imagine it. *laughs* I was attempting to picture all the teachers together, partying.

[frosted_eyelash]

Oh yes, I'd forgotten about that! Alright then, let me correct that. You're not a man to me, you loon. Better?

...I can. *waggles eyebrows*

[pur_et_seul]

A bit, yes. I'll take it.

Oh Merlin, Cassandra, the things that go on in that mind of yours... *shakes head* Is McGonagall in some dressy tarten thing making friends with the vodka bottle?