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[tipsygnostalgia]

Roxy is busy right now
but leave your message here and she will get back to it once she is no longer blackout drunk
or fuck deep in meowcats

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[tipsygnostalgia]

ok give me a sec

[And a minute later she's opening the door, looking quite under the weather.]

What's up?

[masterofpuppets]

[He probably looks how she feels, but you know him: limits? What are those? He's doing a good job at acting okay and functional though. He hands her a plastic cup with a cap and straw.]

Just checking on you.

[tipsygnostalgia]

I'm still alive, but anything after that's just... urgh.

[She feels horrible. Seeing the cup perks her up a little though, and she takes a sip.]

How're you feeling?

[masterofpuppets]

I'm fine.

[Actually, he's pretty much just as she described. Shades are wonderful for hiding that.]

I was going to head by the club after seeing you if there's anything you can think of that needs doin' there.

[tipsygnostalgia]

You sure..?

[Leaning forward to stare at him as she sucks smoothie through the straw]

I don't think there's anything specific. Wanna hang out here for a min? I dunno about you but I don't wanna be standing up any more.

[masterofpuppets]

[He actually leans his head back a fraction without thinking when she leans closer, something he'd never do otherwise.]

Yeah. Alright.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Stupid Strider pokerfaces. She can't even tell how sick he is. No big deal though, instead she just turns around and heads for the sofa.]

Jade's not back get, I dunno how anyone else is doing, not talked to them.

[masterofpuppets]

Me either. [He follows her, shutting the door behind him.] How're things with Jade so far?

[Well, one clue to his physical state would be the lack of his usual more colorful vocabulary.]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Flopping down onto the sofa, but leaving room for him.]

It's good. She's really sweet you know. Reminds me a bit of Jake at times it's weird.

[masterofpuppets]

[He sits down next to her and leans back. Jesus, sitting does feel fucking great right now.]

They are related, I don't see how that's weird.

[tipsygnostalgia]

I know, but it's still weird! Sorta like how Rose is a bit like you at times. And how the Daves are my favourites, it's still weird because to me it still sometimes feels like they're meant to be your movie star bro.

[Gonna just lie down and stick her legs over Dirk's lap now]

[masterofpuppets]

[He's not sure what to do with her legs in his lap and just rests a hand on her shin.]

I guess our unique circumstances could give a geneticist a pretty hefty science boner from the deep insight they could provide into how much our personalities are defined by genetics.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah we're all sorts of crazy fucked up.

Gonna be weird if we ever go home though and get back to playing that dumb game. They're meant to meet up with us in it.

[masterofpuppets]

I already crossed paths the Dave and Rose in a dream bubble, didn't stay long enough to shoot the shit, but weird would be a good word for that experience.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah I saw Rose once. Remember that time I said I woke up in my dream and saw my daughter?

Told you I was right, I am just hot shit at guessing things like that.

[masterofpuppets]

[A ghost of a smile crosses his face.]

I never said you were wrong.

[tipsygnostalgia]

You didn't say I was right either!