NEW YEARS LOG

[veraciously]

Who: Everyone
When: All night, December 31
Where: The Fluffy Duckling
What: PARTYING
Warnings: PG-13: just in case!

[ Emma is waiting at the door of the bar, mostly making sure to mark anyone who is underaged with a black marker, so they don't drink. It doesn't cross her mind that they could just imagine it up, but oh well. Sighing, she looks inside, hoping to maybe go in an partake in a few drinks herself...

Maybe when she didn't have a job to do...]

Comments

[extrafancy]

I'm not too sure how she does that really.

[she places her finger on the rim of her cup, slowly tracing a line around it.]

But it's probably because they're both just insane.

[deceases]

.. That's harsh. [ But he doesn't really mean it seriously, he's heard worse insults from her. Besides, she's involving herself too.. yeah, maybe they both really are insane. For falling in love here even though this situation is so weird, even though they both could die back home.. ] So what happens to that couple on New Years? Do they end up going back to the same house here?

[extrafancy]

[....um....

oh well...

when he says that she blushes a little, looking away from him. how does she really say this...?]

...S...same house.

[she rarely stammers, so this must be big.] ...Same bed... even...?

[deceases]

[ Yeah, seriously, if Akazawa loses her composture it really has to do with this topic.. huh.. but at least he doesn't make fun of her for once. Instead he just nods a little back, seeming very much like usually on the outside. ]

I don't think he'd mind. [ .. when he glances sideways at her though, there might be the tiniest trace of a smile on his face. ]

[extrafancy]

G..good.

[she clears her throat a bit.]

Glad that's settled.

[deceases]

[ He leans a little closer to her, enough so he can whisper into her ear at least. ]

How about going home now then in that case?

[extrafancy]

[wow.

say no more natsuno.

she just turns to look at him, staring, and then she reaches out to him, taking his hand and moving to stand up, dragging him up as well.]

Let's go then.

[deceases]

[ They're just both in the mood now, okay. And Natsuno isn't planning on wasting that while they sit here at a boring party all night. So he just gladly lets himself be dragged along for once, putting up no resistance as they leave the bar. ]

You agreed surprisingly easily.

[extrafancy]

Shut up.

[don't even talk about it...]

Are you complaining?

[deceases]

.. No. [ It's not a moment he needs to decide whether he is complaining or not, it's more of a moment where he decides to be honest for once. He might even be smiling - or near-smirking - for the faintest moment at her as he says it. ] I'm actually pretty glad you didn't make a fuss out of it.