Sep 03, 2010 19:44
[Oh no no no. This is not happening.
Margot takes one look at her surroundings, at the dress she's wearing (where did it come from?!), and at her partner before proceeding to flip the fuck out.
The roses? On fire. What are they doing? Being hurled. Their destination? At you, Sanzo, sorry bro.]
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And now there are things being thrown at him. He doesn't have to time to notice exactly -what- is being thrown at him since he's too busy shielding himself.]
Hey... what the fuck?!
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Out! Get the fuck out right now!
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Wait...
[He looks around the room. Did he get drunk? He couldn've sworn that he was never going to do that again. Not after what happened last time. Anyway, even when he's drunk he normally ends up with guys.]
Where the fuck are we?
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[And that's when she finally notices their surroundings -- hotel room. Crappy looking hotel room, but a hotel room nonetheless.]
...Oh fuck this.
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