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reverielogs2018-07-25 04:37 pm
foolishjourney) wrote in reverielogs2018-07-25 04:37 pm
teen drinking is very very bad [closed]
» WHO? Hajime, Ren A., Minato
» WHEN? 7/26, night time
» WHERE? Minato's room
» WHAT? Having a SUPER FUN SLEEPOVER!
» WARNINGS? teens being teens, underaged drinking, idk what else yet
[The night had certainly started out well enough, as far as sleepovers go — not that Minato had too much experience with them, anyways. The floor was littered with snacks and bottles of replicator booze, which was perhaps the worst (or best??) decision of the night; they'd been doing a drinking game throughout the two movies they'd been watching, The Grudge and The Ring, and by this point, Minato was pretty much completely fucking smashed, and he assumed the other two were as well. He was laying upside down off the side of the bed, arms splayed around him, a bowl of Cronch Balls (Erika's patented replicator snack) on his chest and Charlotte on his head, staring blearily at the other two, who were sitting in the pile of blankets and pillows they'd accumulated for the occasion. Pumpkin was up on the bed, Wanyamon in Hajime's lap, and Lisa sitting on the desk batting at a stray piece of snack, as cats were wont to do.
They'd been chatting about random shit all evening, but now that they were all very much less than sober, things were getting increasingly more silly. In fact, as Ren spoke up to say something, Minato blinks, realizing he'd totally zoned out and missed what he'd said.]
Wait, what? Repeat that.
» WHEN? 7/26, night time
» WHERE? Minato's room
» WHAT? Having a SUPER FUN SLEEPOVER!
» WARNINGS? teens being teens, underaged drinking, idk what else yet
[The night had certainly started out well enough, as far as sleepovers go — not that Minato had too much experience with them, anyways. The floor was littered with snacks and bottles of replicator booze, which was perhaps the worst (or best??) decision of the night; they'd been doing a drinking game throughout the two movies they'd been watching, The Grudge and The Ring, and by this point, Minato was pretty much completely fucking smashed, and he assumed the other two were as well. He was laying upside down off the side of the bed, arms splayed around him, a bowl of Cronch Balls (Erika's patented replicator snack) on his chest and Charlotte on his head, staring blearily at the other two, who were sitting in the pile of blankets and pillows they'd accumulated for the occasion. Pumpkin was up on the bed, Wanyamon in Hajime's lap, and Lisa sitting on the desk batting at a stray piece of snack, as cats were wont to do.
They'd been chatting about random shit all evening, but now that they were all very much less than sober, things were getting increasingly more silly. In fact, as Ren spoke up to say something, Minato blinks, realizing he'd totally zoned out and missed what he'd said.]
Wait, what? Repeat that.