public service.

[thesebootswere]

It wouldn't hurt to ask, but . . . Does anyone need a baby sitter?

[Lo and behold, Lenalee will be holding court at the playground on the swings if any should need a few hours peace from much younger companions.]

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[heartstar_blues]

[Not a baby! But there is a drunk guy kinda half laying on a swing. Just hanging there groaning. His bottle of whiskey just out of reach.

No where is safe from this guy.]

[thesebootswere]

[It goes in the trash! Then, Lenalee steps nearby.]

Sir? Sir, you need to wake-up.

[heartstar_blues]

[Groans away and blinks up at her before looking around.]

Where did I put that...

[Tries to stand up and ends up just falling out of the swing face first, one ankle still stuck leaving him in an awkward position.]

[thesebootswere]

Don't move, please.

[seeing about untangling his leg] What were you doing out here?