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[_amandil]

*comes out of his stupor eventually, alone and shivering*

*can see by the light of the moon that his clothes are nowhere to be seen* :S

*tries to make his way back to town inconspicuously*

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[catprince]

*knew he was forgetting something*

*oops* >:P

[_amandil]

*will hopefully run across someone's laundry on the line* :S

[ring_boy]

o_0!!!

Grand-dad!?

*averst his eyes*

[_amandil]

Crap.

Isildur! Give me your trousers.

[ring_boy]

What? NO! Where are your trousers!?

I'm going commando, you see. Wash day tomorrow. :S

[_amandil]

*eyeroll*

I er. . . had a little . . er. . . accident. :S

[caranthire]

. . .

*raises an eyebrow*

Interesting night then?

[_amandil]

*dies*

Why yes. :)

Excuse me while I sprint to my house.

[caranthire]

*assesses you*

Oh, I wouldn't worry. The cold certainly doesn't seem to have done anything TOO drastic to you... >:)

[_amandil]

*resists the urge to use his hands to block your view*

I'm flattered. :S