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Room 304; Early Wednesday Evening [03/04]: Summer (and Amaya!)'s Pre-Pub Crawl Jello Shot Pre-Game.
You know, Summer was feeling pretty proud of herself, for not only throwing together a (totally responsible adult) room party, but also managing to make all the jello shots she wanted to and still making sure to eventually give herself the time to go and fulfil a long-held childhood dream of being a mermaid (sort of; ugh, mermaid!dimension Summer was, like, such a stupid lucky bitch!).
And she did not skimp on the shots, either. She had Under the Sea shots and Shark Attack shots, the classic and classy Sex on the Beach shot, Pina Colada, Ocean Margarita, Mango Cosmopolitan...
...needless to say, there were choices. And plenty of leftover booze from making them if anyone wanted to just skip the jello part. If Summer would let them, anyway.
So now all she needed was people to show up. Which she hoped they would. She was kind of trying not to think about if no one did. And not just because Amaya had already started lining up a few shots with a thoughtful, speculative look on her face as if trying to figure out the quickest way to down them in a race.
For both of their sakes, she hoped people showed up. Please, save these two from themselves.
[[ posted here to save the poor evening thread and posted early because I have to scuttle off to work. Open to all the ~adults~ of the group who would have received the invite, though I suppose students could definitely try to sneak in. No OCD, just come in, hang out, have jello! ]]
And she did not skimp on the shots, either. She had Under the Sea shots and Shark Attack shots, the classic and classy Sex on the Beach shot, Pina Colada, Ocean Margarita, Mango Cosmopolitan...
...needless to say, there were choices. And plenty of leftover booze from making them if anyone wanted to just skip the jello part. If Summer would let them, anyway.
So now all she needed was people to show up. Which she hoped they would. She was kind of trying not to think about if no one did. And not just because Amaya had already started lining up a few shots with a thoughtful, speculative look on her face as if trying to figure out the quickest way to down them in a race.
For both of their sakes, she hoped people showed up. Please, save these two from themselves.
[[ posted here to save the poor evening thread and posted early because I have to scuttle off to work. Open to all the ~adults~ of the group who would have received the invite, though I suppose students could definitely try to sneak in. No OCD, just come in, hang out, have jello! ]]
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"From what?" she asked.
Because she may have forgotten that she'd actually been sick last week.
In her defense, though, she had been drugged with sleeping pills for most of it.
And she was also wont to deny that she'd even been sick in the first place.
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Naturally, that was accompanied by a gesture of pounding a fist into her palm.
"Right as rain now, though, and that's a promise."
The last few days before the trip were a bit of a fuzzy blur, but she wasn't about to admit that.
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At least Amaya looked ok. Seivarden was going to trust that.
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"I said it's a promise, didn't I?"
She knew she was stubborn about admitting when she wasn't feeling well, but this wasn't one of those moments.
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"Not really a night for a drinking competition at least."
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No, actually, it didn't, Amaya, but okay.
She grinned back. "And," she added, which sounded very much like an and that shouldn't be added, "I can't think of a better way to prove to you that I'm feeling fine than kicking your butt all night."
Honestly, Seivarden, you should know better by now than to even mention even a hint of a competition.
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"I..." she began.
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She hesitated.
"Ok then."
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It was kind of a shock that they hadn't already had a contest or two yet.
But her hesitation did make Amaya frown a little. It wasn't as much fun if she wasn't going to be as into it, but, then again, Seivarden did tend to start out with that hesitation, but all bets were off once they really got going.
"I'll even let you pick the flavors!" she offered, to help sweeten the deal.
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"One of each," she agreed, grinning broadly, and then pounding a fist into her palm. "Let's do this."
It should be particularly interesting with the ones that had gummy candies in them!
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"Let's get the shots." She grinned, aware that this was probably a bad idea.