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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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[dicey]

Hey! The dumb cat's going to come in, too.

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[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh.. uh, sure? I mean it's not like I don't have a bunch of cats in here anyways.

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[dicey]

Believe me, if I had a choice, it wouldn't be here!

[she walks in]

So where's the alcohol?

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[tipsygnostalgia]

It's in the kitchen.

[She points the way before heading off towards the room.]

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[dicey]

Hell yeah!

You know, I've actually only tried this stuff once.

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[tipsygnostalgia]

Yeah? How'd that go?

I gave some to Nepeta once, haha that shit was so funny. I mean she's lively enough sober, but daaamn.

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[dicey]

It tasted like shit; I only took a sip. But today, I want to get drunk.

[in the kitchen now, she waits, unsure of how to go about this]

You wanna pour it?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Well if you wanna be drunk, I can help with that for sure.

[Once in the kitchen she grabs a bottle- as well as two cups before pouring alcohol into both of them.]

If you're not used to the taste better off to do shots. There isn't much in the cup, just down it in one.

[dicey]

[does so, and makes a face]

... Yuck.

Pour me another one.

[tipsygnostalgia]

[She can't help but giggle a little at her expression, yet pours out another before knocking back her own.]

[dicey]

[Vriska drinks the second in one gulp, too]

How many of these do I have to have before I'm drunk?

[tipsygnostalgia]

Drink two more and give it about ten minutes, you'll definitely be beginning to feel it.

[It'll probably hit you like a truck, Vriska]

[dicey]

Well, I've done two! Let's try for "or more".

[holds out her glass for a third shot]

[tipsygnostalgia]

You got it!

[Pouring out two more shots, she places the bottle down ebfore knocking back hers.]

So why are you getting drunk? There's gotta be a reason for it. That's not just the shitty cat.

[dicey]

You'd be surprised how shitty this cat can be.

And I don't know, I guess I have a few reasons! The cat's a big one, but I'm kind of curious about what it's like to be drunk.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Oh, okay. Though hah, that's pretty funny someone can be pissed off or whatever because of a cat.

[dicey]

More like what the cat does! I'm surprised it hasn't attacked you yet.

[tipsygnostalgia]

Bullshit, cats love me. Even that dick head cat animus guy tolerates me, I just have this feline charm I guess.

[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