YES, injured Woman! rise, assert thy right!

                considering all you know ab-about me, are you sh-shocked?

Rai, this is the single worst thing I’ve ever learned about you. I’m not shocked, but I am disappointed. 

I mean, I support you, of course, of course, but do you even have $300?

               i-if you puke on me, we b-b-both die tonight.     [ he does indeed lift her and carry her to the bed, where he tucks her and himself in ]  [ and then curses and gets up to turn out the lights and take off their shoes ]

[by the time he comes back to do her shoes she’s..... definitely quiet] [asleep? passed out? who knows]

im shaking what the fuck does this mean what do you know that we dont

          a horse slaps ya girl’s ass in the bar wyd

          [ casually steals a dude’s watch with his free hand and checks the time ]  oh shit, it’s like 4:30. i’d be waking up if i’d gone to bed, so don’t call this “health nut morning”, holy shit. more like “massive jerk” morning.

[cups his face] Babe. Sweetheart. That's disgusting.

          i-i-if you want me to, sure. i’ll crash on the floor. or your bath tub. or, he-hell, i’ll snag your bed since there’s no way you’re getting there tonight.  [ pets her hair, affectionately ]  d-drunk ass. 

Carry me. There's 'nough room for both'fus. [both'fus— hot new summer contraction coming to a theater near you] [she's talking about her bed]

          n-not in a place full of people that actually give a sh-shit about themselves.  [ he’s shaking minutely but honestly? follows her along pretty sedately, even though he’s still kind of grooving ]  does this mean it’s morning. 

You mean like pre-dawn morning or real person morning? Cause health nut morning is probably the first.

[evil grin] Oh, at least one dude. Probably more.

          w-w-wanna blanket?

Are you gonna stay?

          [ he would be obscenely lucky to even get a phone number ]  ugh, do they at least give out free c-coffee at this thing? i want my fifteen bucks’ worth. 

[links their fingers and walks with him towards the smell of shitty burnt coffee]

[evil grin] Oh, at least one dude. Probably more.

What if…. that’s the goal.

What if I quit and found a job that didn’t involve costume consultations for a dominatrix? [she would never leave] [the pay’s too good]

          he-hey mia, do you think any of them do tantric?

          mia, mia~  [ presses the water bottle into her hands and does his level drunken best to make sure she doesn’t spill it everywhere]  d-drink this water, alright. jesus, y-y-you’re wasted. 

What if…. that’s the goal.

What if I quit and found a job that didn't involve costume consultations for a dominatrix? [she would never leave] [the pay's too good]

      [ makes sure she’s propped up there on her side, pets her hair some more, and then extracts himself to get a two bottles of water and an advil ]  [ he’s gonna see if he can shake her awake enough to … drink some of the water ]