After the shopping - and there had been a lot of shopping - there was drinking. After the drinking, there was more drinking. Really, did we expect less of our intrepid band
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"I never got any tattoos," she said, bouncing a little on her toes. "Do you have any? It seems like it'd be neat, just a, hey, I'm totally a warrior-thing. Like. Marking it. 'Cause that's who I am and I'm not gonna hide it or whatever. Yeah?"
Dōjima hadn't had nearly as much as the other two. She was being very careful about how much alcohol she'd had today, since someone had to be sober enough to get them all back to the hotel.
Not sober, just sober enough.
"Always wanted one," she mused idly, going up to peer in the window, "I just keep chickening out."
"I was going to get one when I turned 18," Romeo ventured, also peeping in the window. "Montague crest. Gonna skip that, now. Even if it does look cool."
"But I haven't figured out what else ... ooh." An idea crept over his face.
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"Think it is," he said. "D'you need someone to draw on you, Rikku?"
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Not sober, just sober enough.
"Always wanted one," she mused idly, going up to peer in the window, "I just keep chickening out."
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"But I haven't figured out what else ... ooh." An idea crept over his face.
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