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route_10652012-11-18 11:27 pm
tentacletrainer) wrote in route_10652012-11-18 11:27 pm
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What's a girl to do...
Who: Rose Lalonde and Dave Strider
Where: Rose's Vermillion hotel room.
When: 3am - 19th of November, 2012
Summary: Rose is an insomniac. So is Dave. They are both having feelings so what better thing to do about those than gorge on pizza and ignore them together? Best siblings.
Rating: PG-13 because Strilondes and swearing hahahaha.
Log:
It was about three in the morning, after everyone had seemingly finally passed out, including her fiance. Finally. It took a little maneuvering, but she eventually replaced herself in his vice grip with a pillow and snuck out of the bedroom. Why?
She was fucking starving. She hadn't eaten too much at dinner time, mostly because she wanted to avoid looking like...well. A pig. She has dignity okay? But now? While everyone is sleeping? Food is totally open.
And, speaking of open, thank god for 24 hour pizza shops. She's ordering like. Six of those bastards. And some breadsticks. And a liter of soda. Sure she won't actually eat it all, but there will be breakfast for everyone else the next morning so hey, they'll appreciate it, and it's her money. She can order six pizzas and four orders of breadsticks and a liter of soda if she wants!! Oh jesus and some of their cookies. They sell those giant cookies and she's ordering a good five of their double chocolate ones.
And their cinnamon sticks. Two orders of those.
And and and --- no, okay. That's a good place to stop. She won't torture the delivery guy any more than that. Though she of course gives him a generous tip for having to deal with all of this, which definitely makes it worth the guy's time.
Once the bounty has been put on the counter and she's grabbed a plate, she digs into that delicious food, sitting on the table and turning on her Pokegear's radio function. Time to listen to some late night radio plays of her favorite show - The Psyduck-tective.
Where: Rose's Vermillion hotel room.
When: 3am - 19th of November, 2012
Summary: Rose is an insomniac. So is Dave. They are both having feelings so what better thing to do about those than gorge on pizza and ignore them together? Best siblings.
Rating: PG-13 because Strilondes and swearing hahahaha.
Log:
It was about three in the morning, after everyone had seemingly finally passed out, including her fiance. Finally. It took a little maneuvering, but she eventually replaced herself in his vice grip with a pillow and snuck out of the bedroom. Why?
She was fucking starving. She hadn't eaten too much at dinner time, mostly because she wanted to avoid looking like...well. A pig. She has dignity okay? But now? While everyone is sleeping? Food is totally open.
And, speaking of open, thank god for 24 hour pizza shops. She's ordering like. Six of those bastards. And some breadsticks. And a liter of soda. Sure she won't actually eat it all, but there will be breakfast for everyone else the next morning so hey, they'll appreciate it, and it's her money. She can order six pizzas and four orders of breadsticks and a liter of soda if she wants!! Oh jesus and some of their cookies. They sell those giant cookies and she's ordering a good five of their double chocolate ones.
And their cinnamon sticks. Two orders of those.
And and and --- no, okay. That's a good place to stop. She won't torture the delivery guy any more than that. Though she of course gives him a generous tip for having to deal with all of this, which definitely makes it worth the guy's time.
Once the bounty has been put on the counter and she's grabbed a plate, she digs into that delicious food, sitting on the table and turning on her Pokegear's radio function. Time to listen to some late night radio plays of her favorite show - The Psyduck-tective.
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"Exactly. There will be no safer place. And I do indeed remember all of that."
You saw nothing
It's relieving when she's distracted by his comedy routine and he smirks once more, patting his stomach. "See. Now you're getting it. No one has to know where they went. Only ghooooosts."