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❝I do not get drunk-- I get awesome.❞

❝I didn't fall... the floor just needed a hug. ❞

❝Wanna know what rhymes with drunk? Sex. ❞

❝Nothing tastes as good as drunk feels.❞

❝I've had... eleventy twelve beers.❞

❝I've been cheating on you with a guy named Morgan. He's a captain.❞

❝I'm not as drunk as I use to was.❞

❝Halloween? More like Hallowe-’re getting fucked up.❞

❝What do you expect me to do- I'm drunk!❞

❝But then I remember that alcohol existed.❞

❝It’s not called slurring your words. It’s called talking in cursive and it’s fucking elegant.❞

❝I’m totally walking straight, but this damn Earth is drunk!❞

❝If you can’t suck a cigarette, you sure as hell can’t suck a dick!❞

❝I wanna bae you up.❞

❝You're so drunk when I'm pretty.❞

❝It's 10;30 and I'm already fucking wasted…❞

❝I'm almost sober...❞

❝We are best friends now. Yeah c'mere, let's get drunk again.❞

❝Why do people wear boxers? They’re just like small pants.❞

❝I am currently dating a tall bottle of Jack Daniels.❞

❝I’m in Pirates of the Caribbean right now..❞

❝Take me drunk I’m home.❞

❝Let’s go dress up like Batman and Robin and patrol the neighborhood.❞

❝Your kitchen is so far away. Who designed this shit?❞

“What’s there to NOT GET? You look at the Christmas lights and if your sad and lonely? You CUM.” Miuuuuu may not have let Himiko finish the question because when she did, blonde brown and grey eyes narrowed in deep thought, girl genius POUTING. “What d'ya mean? Who WOULDN’T wanna cum more in life?” Questoinably logic, Miu. “Like, wouldn’t YOU use ‘em? In fact, here. have a set! They’re red!!” Without a hint of irony or second thought, Miu was shoving a box of the SINFUL THINGS into Himiko’s hands. “Those ones are even MIU SHAPED!!” And that Miu shape was NAKED. “I also got decorated ones that project images of me around the room!” They also happened to be NAKED. Look, that was just kinda Miu’s THING. “As for Santa… You really think it would make it weird for him? You don’t think Santa wants to cum once in a while?” Pause. “I mean, C'MON…” Would this be way too much information for one of the few adults who STILL BELIEVED IN SANTA? “Ya really think Fatty McGreybeard is getting any from Mrs Clause? Bitch is prolly being gangbanged by Santa’s elves as we speak!! Ahahah-HAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Yes, she was proud of that joke. Fucking hell.

          “That’s THE DUMBEST thing I’ve ever heard!” Eyes hardened with hostility & the itty-bitty mage pointed an index-finger aggressively into the inventor’s STUPID face — “Cumming might feel good and all...But it’s not a cure for depression! Trust me!” If it was, Himiko’s depression woulda been remedied years ago. “It’s a temporary fix at best! And what about all the other people who see ‘em on accident? The ones that don’t wanna cum!?” Like the innocent elderly & children. Miu really hadn’t thought this one through. Something about this topic really TRIGGERED the redhead — Christmas was the most important Holiday of the year. It reminded her of the good times with mom & dad. When they were a family. Before he disappeared. & That shouldn’t be TAINTED by these gross inventions! “Nyeh!? Why would I wanna use these? I got the real thing!” With that Himiko dropped the disgusting lights. No care in the world for if they SHATTERED. In fact; She hoped they would.  (Was kinda sweet that Miu knew her favorite color—NO IT WASN’T!) 

     { ♫ } ❝ hii-hee-hee-hee-hee! good! ❞

she tried to copy himiko’s signature way of laughing to have a bit more fun with the girl, but it probably didn’t come out as well as she had intended it too. himiko was so much better at it than she was.

anyway, when himiko decided she would finally give the pianist the attention she craved, her smile just grew wider as she nestled herself against himiko, getting as comfortable as she continued to lay her head on the girl’s lap.

❝ you know, himiko, i never really took you as the type to be into soap operas. i’m not saying that’s a bad thing, of course! i just thought you’d be into more… adventure-y type stuff? something you could use as inspirations for future spells or something. ❞

❝ but this is nice! relaxing with you in bed and watching a nice, quiet show… i can’t think of a better way to spend the night with you! i love you a lot, i hope you know that~ ❞

          “Nyeh...? You’re laugh sounds kinda different...”  (Kinda familiar)  “Are you sick or something...?” FEEBLEMINDED MAGE could almost put her finger on it. Sounded super similar to something else she’d heard from time to time. It wasn’t Miu’s laugh — Hers was more like; HAH-HAHA! If given the opportunity, Himiko woulda thought about this for the rest of the night. Till she figured it out, or inevitably PASSED OUT. Luckily for both of them; Kaede’s soft nuzzling of her lap & beautiful voice snapped the lazy girl outta her own head. Attention returned to the popcorn. Adding the finishing touches. She’d sprinkled on so much of the ‘magic powder’ it would be sure to keep her up for the next two days straight!  (Still definitely NOT cocaine!)  “If you want some of this...Just tell me...I can feed you while I pet you.” Like she would with her familiar. 

          “Adventure-y stuff? Geez. You still got a long way ta go if you think that kinda stuff is good for a mage...” Stated with a hint of CONDESCENSION & DISAPPOINTMENT  (As if she’d expected better from her thrall) — “Action-y type movies...With lotsa fighting and stuff...Make me tired. They’re too stressful. It makes sense if you think about it magically. Adventure movies and a cute and ordinary girl with magic...They just don’t mix.” 

     { ♫ } while kaede respected that himiko wanted to watch her show, now that their relationship had progressed beyond just “master and thrall” (even if they hadn’t officially put a label on what they were now), kaede was far more willing to be a bit more bratty with the girl.

shifting her position on the bed and flopping dramatically onto the mage so that her head was laying in the girl’s lap, she looked up at her with a smile.

❝ yep, that’s your job now. shouldn’t a good master want to keep her thrall entertained? and here i thought you cared about me… ❞

she was just being overdramatic for the sake of having fun, as evident by her giggling after her statement.

❝ come oooooon, you can at least pet me or something while you watch, right? ❞

           " ＮＹＥＨ ！？"  Startled jump sent the bag of popcorn she’d been holding nearly flying into the air — Though she’d kept hold of the bag, a couple of the kernels bounced outta it & scattered across the mattress. (Some even getting on the floor)  “Geez. You scared me...” PETULANT POUT graced lips & dark burgundies darted to the side to avoid Kaede’s, “You made me wet myself a little...” 

          “Nyeeeeeeh...” Guttural groan rumbled in her chest while the pianist explained — Was this really her job now? Did she hafta take care of Kaede 24/7? Cuz Himiko wasn’t GOOD at that sorta thing. She couldn’t even TAKE CARE OF HERSELF.  (Mommy still had ta call to remind her to eat, & brush her hair & teeth)  “D-Don’t say dumb stuff like that...Of course I care about you...Y-You’re my favorite thrall...” Her only thrall. & Maybe something more... (She’d been thinking about it A LOT lately) — “Hm...I guess it is a master’s job ta keep her thrall entertained...” 

Smile couldn’t HELP but grace Emily’s lips at Himiko’s initial reply, soft exhale of amusement as she shook her head. Himiko damn sure had something about her. An HONEST and SINCERE confidence. The kind Emily WISHED she’d always had. Maybe if she had… She took another drink.

(  sms.   hims ) VERY cute

Texts were short not out of any kind of ANGER but, rather, out of Emily’s curt and concise nature, combined with the ALCOHOL. Made typing a little HARD. Her texting always got a little SLANTED when drunk. Hell, why do you think she always left parties EARLY whenever she had important work to do?

(  sms.   hims ) idk? (  sms.   hims ) was just thinkin bout u

More amusement – This time in the form of a full-blown LAUGH at the suggestion. Not meant to be MEAN. Himiko could just be so NAIVE at times. Her lack of social experience really started to show in moments like this.

(  sms.   hims ) I… (  sms.   hims ) dont think theyd let u in2 the bar (  sms.   hims ) dress code n all that (  sms.   hims ) ambrosia (  sms.   hims ) its a wine n cocktail bar /w 2nd story seating in kyoto (  sms.   hims ) i can pay 4 the uber if u need

Or maybe she just didn’t want ANGIE to be involved in any of this.

(  sms.   emily )  Hii Hee Hee Hee Hee  (=^･ω･^=) (  sms.   emily )  That’s right. I’m the cutest...Ever.  (  sms.   emily )  Nyeh? U were thinking of me? What kinda thoughts?

          “Nyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh...” Pocket-sized mage dramatically fell back against the headboard  —  She’d been prepared to drag herself outta bed & make the drive across the city.  ( Well she wouldn’t be driving. Every time SHE got behind the wheel, she had a PANIC ATTACK )  Lips poked out into a prominent pout & the redhead grumpily rolled off the mattress. 

(  sms.   emily )  Y not...? Got cat ears n everything... (  sms.   emily )  What kinda dress code? Can I wear my normal clothes? Cuz if I gotta get dressed up I’m not coming. (  sms.   emily )  Getting dressed up 2 go 2 bars is a pain.  (  sms.   emily )  (｡•́︿•̀｡)