Oh my god....the pain

[percipience.livejournal.com]

Hangover. Dear god, hangover.
Whoever invented the Prairie Oyster deserves the nobel prize. I'm not even kidding.......Prairie Oysters and Aspirin...god how I love you...I love you so much.

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[asgardswatchman.livejournal.com]

...do you know what prarie oysters are?

[percipience.livejournal.com]

Yup. raw egg yolk, Worcestershire sauce, hot sauce, salt, and pepper. Take it for hangovers. No I'm not referring to Rocky Mountain Oysters. Not too excited about the bull testicals, here.

[asgardswatchman.livejournal.com]

[squiggle in handwriting, indicative of a cringe]

That is not any better.

[percipience.livejournal.com]

If you had the hangover that I have...you would be singing a different tune, my dear.

[asgardswatchman.livejournal.com]

Exactly why I don't plan on getting hung over any time soon.

Hot sauce...bad memories. [obliterated]

[percipience.livejournal.com]

I have that 'I'm never drinking again' feeling myself at the moment.

[asgardswatchman.livejournal.com]

Fast learner.

[percipience.livejournal.com]

Not really. I've had that feeling ....a good 6 times or so. I'm in college. We don't learn from our partying mistakes but.....I think this time...I just might.

[asgardswatchman.livejournal.com]

...I see. Learn from mistakes, I guess.

[ooc: and Heimdall should practice what he preaches. XD ]

[percipience.livejournal.com]

Sometimes easier said than done unfortunately. Ah well.

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

...

[percipience.livejournal.com]

......[embarrassed false starts]
....I got very drunk last night.......

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

Oh, I noticed.

[percipience.livejournal.com]

Oh...God....I didn't come ambush you in your room or anything did I? I am SO sorry! ....I'm having...a little trouble.....remembering exactly what went on last night. I had....whew, judging by the way I feel this morning I don't WANT to....

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

I could tell you.


I just wonder if you actually want to know. And I could stand to not revisit that particular memory.

Private to Dilan

[percipience.livejournal.com]

..........

[private to Lana]

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

You and Zexion.

Private to Dilan

[percipience.livejournal.com]

What?! Me and Zexion WHAT, Dilan? What the hell?

[private to Lana]

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

Next time you attempt to take off his clothes, Lana, perhaps do not do it in a hallway?

Same with kissing him. That could just as easily be done out of the public eye.

Private to Dilan

[percipience.livejournal.com]

Oh...My...God...I did WHAT?! I did....with....I....Holy shit...I did. OH MY GOD. OH GEEZ! I remember now..we..I wanted to see what he kept under his coat so...and then he...and I was so shocked and...

DILAN PLEASE DO NOT TELL HIM! Oh Jesus, I'm so embarrassed. I'm so sorry you had to witness that. I just

[transcribed thumping sound of her head hitting the desk and embarrassed whimpers]
Please don't tell him, okay?
I can assure you nothing else happened. There was no......more than...kissing. Nothing...
....
.......
please excuse me while I go throw myself out my window.

[private to Lana]

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

[There is a long pause, then a transcribed sigh.]

Lana, there is no need to toss yourself out a window. You were drunk. It happens.

He'll hear nothing of it from me.

Private to Dilan

[percipience.livejournal.com]

Thank you...so much Dilan. I....don't know what happened. I ordered his drinks virgin because he didn't want to get drunk... the bartender must have made a mistake. I feel really terrible...

[private to Lana]

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

.. ahhh. That explains his comments, then... it isn't even your fault. Hopefully .. he'll understand you had no malicious intentions.

Private to Dilan

[percipience.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it'll be okay. I think he's probably just not feeling particularly well right now...I'm not sure if Zexion even knows what to do about a hangover...I got the impression he's never done any heavy drinking.
I'll bring by some hangover cures in a little while for him. I really feel bad though. I made him come out with me....

[trialbyillusion.livejournal.com]

[very shakily written]

-what did you do?

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

[Transcribed and vaguely derisive snort.]

[trialbyillusion.livejournal.com]

don't think

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

What was that?

Having trouble writing, Zexion?

[trialbyillusion.livejournal.com]

[Written quickly with the pen pressed hard against the paper]

No - not your business

[lost-science.livejournal.com]

Of course.

My apologies.

But if you hurt her- [Neatly and very thoroughly crossed out.]

[percipience.livejournal.com]

I didn't do anything!
I Ordered your drinks virgin!

[trialbyillusion.livejournal.com]

liar

set it up

[percipience.livejournal.com]

...What? Why would I...? ...why would I do that?

[trialbyillusion.livejournal.com]

last night

[A long pause]

set it up ih ate

[percipience.livejournal.com]

...why would you even THINK that?! That's....I would never........

[trialbyillusion.livejournal.com]

sure

[percipience.livejournal.com]