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tampered2006-10-13 09:06 pm
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When; October 13th Evening/night
Rating;... well. R for now (nekkidness and drunken-ness and language and such?). Might change?
Characters; Rangiku and Tsuzuki
Summary; Drinks and commiseration
Log;
There was only three bottles of sake left. Three full ones, at least. One empty one sat on the floor, rolled off on its side, and one was currently resting in the slim fingers of a certain blonde who was on her merry way to being very drunk.
Alcohol had always been her shield. It never failed... some major upheaveal happen and you'd find Rangiku at a bar, nursing a few glasses, or curled up at her current abode, deep into the bottles.
Tonight was no exception.
She sat, curled up on the couch, bottle in hand as she waited for her company. He'd said not to worry about dressing, so she hoped he didn't get embarassed by her current state of dress... or undress.
The knock was what she'd been listening for, but she almost missed it because of her laughing to herself about some odd memory of a time long past. With grace not equal to the state she was in, she climbed off of the couch and swung the door open, looking at her visitor.
"Hey... so you did come."
Rating;... well. R for now (nekkidness and drunken-ness and language and such?). Might change?
Characters; Rangiku and Tsuzuki
Summary; Drinks and commiseration
Log;
There was only three bottles of sake left. Three full ones, at least. One empty one sat on the floor, rolled off on its side, and one was currently resting in the slim fingers of a certain blonde who was on her merry way to being very drunk.
Alcohol had always been her shield. It never failed... some major upheaveal happen and you'd find Rangiku at a bar, nursing a few glasses, or curled up at her current abode, deep into the bottles.
Tonight was no exception.
She sat, curled up on the couch, bottle in hand as she waited for her company. He'd said not to worry about dressing, so she hoped he didn't get embarassed by her current state of dress... or undress.
The knock was what she'd been listening for, but she almost missed it because of her laughing to herself about some odd memory of a time long past. With grace not equal to the state she was in, she climbed off of the couch and swung the door open, looking at her visitor.
"Hey... so you did come."