Saturday, Room 515, After the Kissing of Girls and the Drinking of Liquor

Aug 04, 2007 15:50

It had certainly been an eventful evening. There had been chit-chat, and mingling, and Schnapps, and then rather more Schnapps. And then she had kissed Abigail, and then Jenny, and Aravis. And of course Animal, though she wondered exactly how that counted. And there had been rather a lot of Schnapps, come to think of it, and now her head was ( Read more... )

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importantman August 4 2007, 20:14:03 UTC
Oh, look. There was the door to room 515. And there was a Valentine standing outside of it, one hand poised and ready to knock.

Okay Valentine, breathe. She just kissed people. No big deal. Kissing happens at.. kissing... parties. It was nothing to be worried about at all.

Nothing at all.

Which is why it took him a few more moments reminding himself to breathe before he actually managed to knock.

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palestshadow August 4 2007, 20:17:33 UTC
Naminé opened the door hesitantly. "Valentine," she said, rather delighted, until she remembered that her voice was loud, and that she had been kissing girls and he probably wouldn't like that, and she was rather less perky than she had felt when she opened the door. "Hello again."

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importantman August 4 2007, 20:23:10 UTC
Her shift from delighted to not quite so very much delighted was not missed by Valentine, who leaned slightly against the doorframe and looked down at her. This was not a disaster. Not a disaster at all, and she had opened the door and that was a good start, and it was similarly not closed in his face directly after, and this was also a good sign.
"Naminé," he replied with a bit of a nod. "I. Uh. Well! How are you?"
He was doing an admirable job keeping the 'you kissed people last night' from sneaking into the conversation. Perhaps it was another Nobody thing that he had not previously been aware of, and all was still well with a side of extra kissy.

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palestshadow August 4 2007, 20:25:53 UTC
"I'm terrible, to be frank," she admitted. "I had rather a lot of liquor and behaved rather indecently last night, and now my head's declared war on me and everything seems very loud this morning and I rather expect this isn't a social call."

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