FLOOD SPAM -- Let's get Wasted

[gimmethemap]

WHO: Morgan, Sam, Prefect, Angel, Libby, Daniel, Kung Lao, Harvey Dent etc.
WHERE/WHEN: The pub/after the flood started -- immediately after

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[whatweoncewere]

[Angel is here waiting for everybody, downing a beer to whet his appetite before he drinks all of you under the table!]

[bythe_books]

[With a really loud WHOOO!!! announcing his presence, Sam Tyler races down the corridor and into the pub. Doing the international sign for "ROCK AND ROLL!" with his fingers:]

PARTY!

[Then he stops and notices Angel's already drinking]

Oi, you started without me?

[Then he shrugs and practically launches himself behind the bar to grab a bottle of, hell, ANYTHING]

[gimmethemap]

It's about damn time!

[She glowers at Angel, who already started]

You'd better pick something good, Sam.

[exploringdaniel]

[Daniel enters, yelling almost as loud as Sam was. Big stupid grin on his face, he lightly punches Angel on the arm in a friendly manner.]

Let's get this party GOING!

[Noticing that Sam's going behind the bar, Daniel turns to yell at him.]

Hey! Grab me a bottle of something!

[sheis_stilllost]

[Rose enters the pub with one purpose in mind. Fags. And maybe finding a way out or the Doctor so she could punch him for good measure. Or maybe even some drinks.]

Alright, Sam. Where are you.