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artofcreation ([info]artofcreation) wrote,
@ 2012-01-22 19:55:00

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Tyler- Fluff-Confessions
Oh poor Tyler. They had just broken up what amounted to a magical drug lavatory. The others had been just fine. Rita not so much because she was more human than the rest of them magically speaking. So she needed help getting home while she was still pretty much 'drunk' for lack of a better term.

At least she had agreed to let him be the one to drive her bike. She was a bit slow to get off her bike once they got to where her apartment is and is rubbing her face. She gets a little tired if she's had too much to drink and that's what this feels like to her.

"Yeah no. Don't think I want to go through that again... I'm glad we shut that place down given the other stuff they were making."


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