"It's a very british cocktail."

[loquaciouslocks]

*Like every night, Hilda is once again at the counter, daintily sampling various li--okay, I lied, she's actually had like, four Vodka Gimleys already and is buzzing the eensiest bit. 8l*

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[im_the_champion]

*notices Hilda downing the drinks like a parched camel*

Hehe, why's a beautiful woman like you drinking alone here?

[loquaciouslocks]

(..It's him.)

Oh, you know. Wasting time.

[im_the_champion]

Wasting time? Lets make it more worthwhile then!

Hey barkeep! Bring me and the lady your best drinks!

[loquaciouslocks]

*SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME SPARKLY DRINKS which'll bring about a super special awesome sparkly bill are slid out on counter from OUT OF FUCKING NOWHERE

Hilda daintily picks up her glass, sparkles flying out of it*

My my. I can't thank you enough.

[im_the_champion]

*the next morning... Khang and Hilda's clothes are found tossed all over the floor of his room in the inn. Khang's fundoshi is hanging over a chair next to Hilda's sexy lacy black sheer bra. The pair is peacefully sleeping on the bed with the sheet barely covering them both*

*Khang yawns and stretches out a bit slowly waking up.*

Why are you still here? D8<

[loquaciouslocks]

*Hilda is stirred just the eensiest bit, sliding her head off of his chest and into the BLACK FOREBODING DEPTHS OF THE SOFT CUSHIONY PILLOWS with a little 'mm'*

This is my room, woman!

[im_the_champion]

*sits up on the bed and rubs his head*

Man... what a night...

I CLAIM THIS ROOM IN THE NAME OF FURRIES EVERYWHERE

[loquaciouslocks]

..hmm. *opens eyes just a little bit and rolls over on side, back now facing Khang*