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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

Comments

[dicey]

I bet this one doesn't. It's obsessed with me, and it gets pissed if I pay attention to anything else.

[right now it seems to be hissing at the alcohol bottle, and considering tipping it over]

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Oh hell no cat, you ain't hissing at her bottle. She picks it up, pouting more drink out.]

What a weird thing. Like, normally cats don't give a shit like that? They rarely want your attention and they dont give a fuck what you do all the rest of the time. Huh.

Tried smashing it or something?

[dicey]

Only every day!

... You think I'm almost drunk yet?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Do you feel drunk yet? Like- you normally start to feel a little light headed, or a little silly or something.

[dicey]

I feel kind of dizzy. ... Man, I hope I don't puke.

[tipsygnostalgia]

You shouldn't, not unless you drink too much.

[dicey]

Cool, because I... yeah.

[she's getting a bit hazy, too]

Gimme another glass! This stuff still tastes like shit, but I think it's working

[tipsygnostalgia]

Alright, but you should probs drink some water afterwards to balance it out!

[Aaand there we go, two more shots are poured. She's beginning to feel pretty drunk herself, though she already kinda was to begin with]

[dicey]

Yum.

[she says it sarcastically, then laughs]

This is like a party! An "event-ending-in-two-days" party.

[tipsygnostalgia]

We can have a party if you wanna. I mean it's basically just a two person party right now, but we can hang out and get drunk and, I dunno. Stuff!

[dicey]

Yeah. Yeah! That is totally what we're doing right now, Roxy.

[she's grabbing for the bottle herself this time]

[tipsygnostalgia]

..Okay then!

[Bottle out of her hand, Roxy just hops up onto the counter top to sit there instead.]

Pour me another one!

[dicey]

[Vriska cracks up, for a reason that even she isn't entirely sure of]

[luckily, she manages to pour two more shots without spilling too much]

Roxy.

Rooooxy.

Roxy.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[Roxy picks up her drink, but doesn't have any of it yet.]

Vriska. Vriskaaaaaa?

[dicey]

I think. I might be a little drunk.

Is this what being drunk feels like?

[tipsygnostalgia]

[That just makes Roxy laugh]

Yeah, Id say you're on your way to being pretty fucking drunk.

[dicey]

It's weird. No wonder Hanna likes it so much.

[not to insinuate that she lives with an alcoholic or anything]

What do I do now?

[tipsygnostalgia]

I didn't know your friend drinks.

And uh- I dunno? You just sorta.. do whatever the fuck you want to do.

[dicey]

My platonic romantic partner guy thing drinks. Get it right! Geeeeeeeez. Geez.

Just like. During parties and stuff. And when he's sad. I don't think he even keeps any in our room.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Wow, sorry!! I dunno what weird long-ass name you're calling him these days!

Plantonic- Platonic Romantic parnter guy thing then.

[dicey]

Good job!

[tipsygnostalgia]

Does that mean Dirk can be my platonic life partner guy thing then? Since it's pretty much the same thing.

[dicey]

How do you know it's the same thing?

But... yeah. Why not! I'll let you. You can even have both labels if you want because me and Hanna are really label-less. If we weren't I might be too tempted to call him my moirail!

[tipsygnostalgia]

Well I don't but it just sounds similar to me! Like he's always gonna be my number one dude, just not in a romantic way.

[And then she knocks back that drink she's been holding, before lsipping off the counter because she's bored of sitting there now]

[dicey]

Totally the same here. Unless I fill my quadrants. Then he'll have to share. But we trolls can share our number one spots because we're awesome.