{Seventeen (45)} &diams A malibu and coke for you, a G&T for me

[burnt_orangesky]

[[ooc: Pretend this showed up around mid-morning.]]

[There's an ink splotch, like she pressed too hard with a leaky pen. When words appear, they're scrawled haphazardly across the page with none of Fred's usual penmanship.]

sorry I missed the morning session youth I ll come into work tomorrow

fred

[There will be an IC delay before Fred replies to comments, since she got up long enough to drink some water and then stumbled right back into bed.]

Comments

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Oh. Well, it's a little late for a "cute girls should be careful, because men could take advantage of you in that state" lecture. Given that it's the morning after the party now, I mean.

[burnt_orangesky]

Believe you me, I do not intend to be in such a state ever again.

[spandexisyouth]

But if it does happen again, I will leave a note next time. I am sorry. I forgot that you would not remember getting home.

[burnt_orangesky]

It will not.

But thank you, Gai, for ensuring I did get home safely.

[spandexisyouth]

You are welcome! It is what friends do.

You beat me to hitting send, darn you.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Leaving her while she's still asleep. Tsk tsk. Shame on you, Gai-kun.

[spandexisyouth]

She lives with 00. And 00 was not going to be drunk. And I took her shoes off!

[burnt_orangesky]

Ah. I was rather wondering what happened to those, yes.

[spandexisyouth]

They should be by the foot of your bed. I did not mean to hide them or anything.

[burnt_orangesky]

I simply had not made much of an effort to look yet, but thank you for sparing me the trouble.

[spandexisyouth]

You are welcome!

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Undressing her, too? Quite the gentleman you are.

[spandexisyouth]

WHAT? No! Shoes! And socks! So she could sleep better! JUST THOSE!

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Uh huh, sure.

[spandexisyouth]

I AM SURE! ASK FRED!

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

As I understood it, Fred doesn't remember how exactly she got home.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you don't. Though those kinds of states do have their...advantages, even for the one in them.


But next time, maybe you should get your own boyfriend to escort you home. Or I might charge a lending fee for any future uses of mine.

[burnt_orangesky]

In retrospect, I believe the troubles far outweigh the advantages.

[Pause of confusion] I beg your pardon?

I do not have a boyfriend.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

I guess that depends on the company you keep. We're all naturally a little troublesome.

Hm?

Are you sure? It seemed like you were quite popular with the men at the party. Unless you mean that you refuse to commit to just one...in which case, I can't say I blame you there.

[burnt_orangesky]

I d-

Genius and Youth are my friends; admittedly, I have no rational for speaking with Crimson.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Crimson too? You do have varied tastes.

[burnt_orangesky]

I helped him out of a tight spot some little time ago. When he called me over, I suppose I thought it would not hurt to speak with him for a short time.

[spandexisyouth]

And Genius! And Gene!

[burnt_orangesky]

I already mentioned Genius.

[Pause. So much pause...] Now that you mention it, yes, I do recall meeting Gene as well.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Helping him out of a tight spot, hm? Kinky, Fred.