{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

[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]

I think we should nominate brother-dear to Fred-Escort-Duty for the next party.

[burnt_orangesky]

Hardly. As I already stated, there will not be a repeat of this incident. It is not necessary, thank you.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Still, we'll name him honorary boyfriend for such occasions...should they arise again.

[spandexisyouth]

Oh. I missed you mentioning Genius.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

...a foursome? With those two involved, I can only guess what sort of tight spot Crimson might have found himself in that you helped with.

[spandexisyouth]

[Pentaps] What?

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Hm? Was I unclear?

[spandexisyouth]

You mean Fred and Gene and Genius and Crimson?

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

I believe that makes four, yeah.

[spandexisyouth]

Good.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Yeah, your arithmetic is still good, Gai.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

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

[burnt_orangesky]

[He has no idea just how kinky it was, and she will not be the one to tell him.]

If you insist.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

I do.

[Now I'm curious. Serves me right for not reading enough logs.]

Ooc

[burnt_orangesky]

Lawl.