Bomba accepted the bottle with a grim expression on her face. Someone was going to pay for this. oh yes. "Bombalurina," she said, knocking back a large gulp of her own and made a face at the taste. Good stuff. The bottle was passed back to Chiana.
With great caution, careful not to rip her dress she stood up, grabbing on to the kitchen counter for support. She was already feeling a buzz, dammit. "Yeah. I need to find my other clothes. They're probably around here somewhere..."
Okay. Investigating the place. Finding something else to wear. Then possibly drink some more. Yep. Sounded like a plan.
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Date: 2007-08-11 11:49 am (UTC)With great caution, careful not to rip her dress she stood up, grabbing on to the kitchen counter for support. She was already feeling a buzz, dammit. "Yeah. I need to find my other clothes. They're probably around here somewhere..."
Okay. Investigating the place. Finding something else to wear. Then possibly drink some more. Yep. Sounded like a plan.