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[dickpunchingarsonist]

Booze....check. People....check. Food....CHIZU-NEE DID YOU MAKE THE FOOD?!

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[dickpunchingarsonist]

*this is very srs business! burying his face in her neck and ranting about God know what...is a very talkative drunk*

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

[stroking his hair and dropping in the occasional word of agreement here and there]

[dickpunchingarsonist]

And that's why I'm the fucking king!

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

[has made her way through a few more glasses while he rambled]

Ara, I see~ Michael is so amazing~ ♥

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Exactly! Just the point I was makin'! And that's why everyone should worship me, you know?

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

I want that too.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

You want to worship me? Of course you do, everyone does!

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

No~ You worship me~

[dickpunchingarsonist]

But I'm the king.

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

I can be queen.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

No, the queen spot is reserved. You aren't my boyfriend, therefore you can't be queen.

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

You're single.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Fine, you can be queen.

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

[CUDDLE |D]

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*pushing away a little* Noooo.

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

But you're warm . . .

[dickpunchingarsonist]

What do I get out of it?

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

. . . Company.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

...okay.

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

[yaaaay |D MAKING SELF COMFY]

[dickpunchingarsonist]

*allows this, getting comfortable against*

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

[starting to doze a little]

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Just don't drool on me.

[negi-cure.livejournal.com]

Mean . . . I don't drool.

[dickpunchingarsonist]

Juuuust making sure.