self-para/open starter; Seki-Riza Hawkeye
“Seki, are you almost ready?” One of the girls knocks on the door of Seki’s bedroom, opening it up to see Seki putting on the last touches of placing her false lashes on the line of her lid, ever so slowly.
“Yeah, give me five minutes!” Seki yells the words as the music coming from her own room and in the living room was quite loud. With great patience, Seki was able to place the lashes perfectly, magnifying her eyes and creating a more alluring look to them. Satisfied, Seki starts to spray her face with setting spray, another urgent knock on her door and one of the girls bursts in, holding a shot glass in her hand.
“Seki! Hurry up, you need to catch up! Meiko got the Uber already!” The girl hands Seki the shot glass and she couldn’t help but wince. She was hoping to grab something to eat before the Uber was called. Seki takes the shot glass and shrugs, clinking her glass against her friends and throws her head back. It should be fine.
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“Seki!”
“Hey, you can’t sleep, wake up! You need stay awake!”
“Someone call 911!”
“Is there a nurse or a doctor here?”
“The ambulance is on its way!”
“How is she?”
“She’s going to be fine, she might have a small concussion so we’ll keep her overnight.”
“Oh, thank God.”
“Lieutenant?”
Seki opens her eyes, facing the overly white ceiling of an obvious hospital room and letting out a soft groan. What happened? She only took a shot and then blacked out? Damn, how bad did her tolerance get?
She sits up on the bed, letting out a hiss as she does, grabbing at her arm. Geez, hospital bed, one shot wonder, and an arm injury, that’s definitely classified as a wild night.
“How are you feeling?”
“Oh, I’m--” Seki stops herself, eyes widening at the person staring back at her.
“Who are you?”