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[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*stumbles in* 

Love you. You....youuu and you.

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[drunk-god.livejournal.com]

*Chuckles, shaking his head*

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*giggles drunkly*

Love youuuu.

[drunk-god.livejournal.com]

You better, you're drinking all my wine. *Teases, laughing* Love youuuuu too.

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*slow mischievious laugh* It's an endless schupply! *hiccup*

[drunk-god.livejournal.com]

*Chuckles, shaking his head again* That's what I'm good for, endless supply.

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*stumbles into his arms* I have lots to celebrate. We have lots to celebrate.

[drunk-god.livejournal.com]

*Wraps his arms around her* Really? What all are we celebrating?

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*drops her voice to a loud whisper* I kept my head. *points and winks*

[bud-or-brando.livejournal.com]

*stumbles over, a bit slurred*

Ohh, I dunno what to say...I had no idea you felt that way about me...and him, and her, and him too! *laughs loudly*

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*squints an eye, snorts and nods once*

I do! Yes. Mhmm. Love me?

[bud-or-brando.livejournal.com]

Huh, wha? Oh yeah! Yeah...sure do! And all those other people too! Fuck, I love everything and everyone. An' you too!

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

Good. *offers a shot of tequila, spilling a bit on her hand*

[bud-or-brando.livejournal.com]

None more for me thanks...I'm drivin'
*He hiccups and then takes the shot downing it one gulp*
Oh, don't waste a good drop! *licks the drop from her hand then falls back chuckling*

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

Cant drivn and drunk, okay? *shakes her head and giggles*

...

Forgots some..*shows him the crook between thumb and forefinger*

[bud-or-brando.livejournal.com]

Oh...I beg your pardon...sorry *licks and gently nibbles the spot between her fingers*. There we go. Thankyou. Loveyoutoo...

[artful-goldie.livejournal.com]

*eyeroll* So these are the grown up role models.

I weep for the youth of America.

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

Shh. Role model, schmole hoddle. There are far more scary things in dis world then drunk Italians.

Like Elmo. *cringes drunkly*

[artful-goldie.livejournal.com]

Elmo is for babies. *eyeroll*

You're gonna throw up.

[badbobbybarnes.livejournal.com]

I see ya recovered well enough.

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

BABY! *goes to raise her hand to toast him and stumbles backwards*

[badbobbybarnes.livejournal.com]

*nods and smiles faintly* Hey, honey. Keep ya feet.

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*regains her balance, notices he seems off*

Why so sad?

[badbobbybarnes.livejournal.com]

Not sad. Maybe a little envious, but I'm trying to cut back on the drinking.

[zee-ali.livejournal.com]

*leans in* I was too, but I found a reason to celebrate. *nods*

[badbobbybarnes.livejournal.com]

When I have something to celebrate, I'll dip into the sauce. 'Til then, liquor damps my high.