Logan/Lyman/Oliver/Autolycus/Skeeter residence

[imanaturalblond]

Rita was depressed.

And camped out on the couch with her entire stash of firewhiskey, reading. Sort of.

Because Valentine's Day? Really, really bloody depressing.

[ooc: Open to all residents, omg!]

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[autolycus_kot]

Autolycus was headed up to his room when he noticed Rita on the couch. "Rita, doll, what's wrong?"

[imanaturalblond]

"I hate Valentine's Day," Rita mumbled, drinking her firewhiskey straight from the bottle. "How're you?"

[autolycus_kot]

"Missing Wilbur?" Autolycus went to pat her shoulder. "Myself, I can't complain."

[imanaturalblond]

"No, I don't miss him," Rita pouted. "I just hate the stupid holiday."

[wyld_stallyn]

"Hey dudes," Ted said, dropping his bag on the floor just inside the front door. "What's up?"

[imanaturalblond]

"Purple hair bloke! You're back!" Rita said, waving. "Where are the yellow spongecakes?"

[wyld_stallyn]

"I'm back, Blonde English Long Nails Babe! What are spongecakes? Yel...oh, you mean Twinkies?" He fished one out of his jacket pocket and tossed one to her.

[imanaturalblond]

"Huzzah!" Rita said, waving her wand and slowing the Twinkie so she could catch it. "Care for some firewhiskey?"