originally posted in:The New Dojo
[i]Treyman just sat there with a dumbfounded look on his face, whilst JT just raised his glass with a smile, as a sort of greeting.
"Wayne got -blam!-ed? Good for him, miss one hundred percent of the shot- Yeah no I'm not going anywhere with that." [/i]
[spoiler]The rundown:
Treyman: Hella chill, good dude, actually cares about people and doesn't like death.
JJT: Crude, lewd and rather rude to people. He's cool with people who are cool with him, and says some offensive shit at times. [/spoiler]
English
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[i]Em walks beside her with an arm around her. She slightly leans on Jacqui and stumbles a bit.[/i] "Ha! Yeah, it does."
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[i]Jacqui somehow manages to keep her on her feet until they get to the apartment. It was nothing special - White walls, beige couch, flatscreen TV, clutter on the tables, it looked like a home over a house. "Welcome to my humble abode~"[/i]
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[i]Emma flops onto the couch with a sigh of relief.[/i] "It's nice. Where's the booze?" [i]She sits up a little and looks around.[/i]
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[i]"Fridge," Jacqui says, somehow opening the fridge door from afar and floating a bottle of whiskey to the couch, with a scotch for her. [/i]
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[i]Emma grabs the whiskey eagerly and starts to jug it. She just keeps her head back with the bottle over her lips.[/i]
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[i]"You really do like drinking, don't you?" [/i]
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[i]She finishes the bottle before replying with a red face.[/i] "Yeah, it helps." [i]Em burps and stretches out on the couch.[/i]
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[i]"Heh. Do you have a place to stay, or would you prefer to crash here?" [/i]
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"Do you have more drinks? If so, here." [i]She closes her eyes and relaxes her muscles.[/i]
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[i]"Dude you can come sleep in the bed if you want? I can take the couch." [/i]
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"We're not both sleeping in the bed?" [i]She snickers and grins.[/i] "Fine. I don't care."
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[i]"We can if you'd prefer?" [/i]