Post-party nonsense.

[mightstealyrcar]

[It's good thing the Ryokan's in Mizusato, Matt thinks, because it cuts way down on the amount of time he has to spend being mortified. And he is embarrassed, but treacherous giggles keep trying to escape at how fucking silly it is to be carted home slung over Elfangor's shoulder.

Though maybe all the wine has something to do with that.]

'kay, I'm safely out of range of Tree-Hugging Guy. You can put me down.