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[highcurrent]

"Please tell me if I'm wrong, but I kind of get the vibe that you're pretty cute and desperate."

Send Me Your Assumptions About My Muse

          “Kiiinda…?“

[sanpatron]

“ Really now? I should look into that. Actually, ya think they sell Everclear? Or maybe like an equivalent? That thing’s supposed to be around like 192 since it’s a grain alcohol. ”

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[ellieandtheguys]

Strippers and Vodka

It was a normal night. Lights dimmed down low, the beat drumming in her ears, she could practically taste the alcohol in the air as she danced on stage. Hearing the whistles and jeers while she did her routine. Ellie had her hair loose that night, messed up in a sex hair kind of look, with one of her favorite outfits. A velvet one piece that showed just enough skin to get them going, but still covered up anything she’d hide away. After all, she wasn’t one for taking clothes off, she was the opening act for the main attraction. Didn’t mean she lost money that way.

Ellie still did her best with lap dances, serving drinks when she wasn’t on the stage. Yet as she twirled once more around the pole, she’d noticed someone she hadn’t before. He was sitting alone, dressed to the nines, and with the most gorgeous baby blues she’s ever seen. She gave him a small smile and finished her routine, landing on the floor with an applause.

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[strawhatking-blog1]

“ Ooh, hey, I recognize you! Your name’s Harpy, right?! “ A familiar face at the festival was always fun to see. Especially one that he got along with rather easily on their first conversation. Her name was Harpy and all Luffy knew about her was that she fought really well, had weird wind fruit powers and more or less had a pretty fun time kicking the asses of a bunch of monsters back when the city was infested. With a couple of fried pork balls on sticks in hand and eating them heartily, he’d glance over at her with a wide grin.

“ I didn’t think I’d see you again! Are ya havin’ fun at this festival, too?! There’s so much to do, and all this great food! Hey, did you know they had these donuts filled with jelly?! .. Hey you alright by the way? “ 

Completely ignoring the fact she was face down ass blasted drunk.

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[beeroshi]

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          ‘Your Roomba requires your attention.’

An odd but not so rare notification when one is a Roomba owner. Musashi must’ve gotten stuck on a fan stand again, though that itself happened rarely when it came to Yamato’s bare room. Odder still is that his personal cleaning robot is missing from his room, with the mystery being solved once he ventured out to the living room. 

          That itself did bring more questions however, once he saw a familiar blonde sitting on the couch, tipping some alcohol back, with Musashi sitting not too far from her.

          “Sticky fingers, did you come into my apartment so you can make my Roomba your couch partner--” Is that some kind of payback for something he said or, is what he wanted to continue with, only stopping once he noticed another can of beer, opened, right next to Musashi that Harpy completely ignored. “You made Musashi your drinking partner?!” He’s technically not even legal!

[sanpatron]

“ How’s that boring? If you wind up taking anything of mine and I find out I’ll be chasing your butt all across the entire city. And believe me when I say that I’ll keep pushing myself till I get what’s rightfully mine. ”

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[sanpatron]

Sore. That’s all this man will feel for the next few days. Just absolutely sore and tired. It had been some time since the Boss’ fight with Majima had occurred; his memories of the event being somewhat hazy. He can’t recall exactly who won or what even happened next, but considering just how downright tired he felt currently none of that even mattered. All the Boss wished for was to get through the recovery process as soon as possible and get back to work.

Yet there was still one thing bothering him. It was a question he should’ve asked himself as soon as he started to wake up. One so important that it would determine what decisions he would take as soon as he was fully conscious.

Whose bedroom was this?

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[sanpatron]

“ Alright, let’s check out who’s joining this fuckin’ circus today. ”

“ Oh for fucks sake. ”