Of Drinking and Different Feelings

It's not what you painted in my head
there's so much there instead of all the colors that I saw

It had been, what, a week? A week and a half? Since the incident with the first years, two particularly cute ones at that. Somehow and much to Lotte's joyous surprise, no one had found out. Amazing. She never believed in Karma anyhow.

So, from getting a couple of firsties drunk, to doing it herself. She'd asked Kurou if she wanted to go get a drink with her, knowing a somewhat out-of-the-way place where not too many policemen crossed and the barkeep was more interested in business than age restrictions. Not so out of the way as to be seedy, but certainly quiet enough.

And just as well. The streets were bustling. People filling the space left-right-and-center. Just about enough room to have some form of personal space.

"Hope you're prepared for a headache tomorrow," Lotte grinned at her partner. "I have a lot of money with me." Money that was acquired in particularly dodgy fashion, I.E., being the best person at smuggling alcohol on campus. It was a commodity good!

To hell with the hangover was going through her head - It was Friday, and no one would give a toss if you had a lie in. Or took way to much paracetamol. Either way.

"Just this way," She said, standing aside in a mock-knightly fashion as she opened the door for Kurou, bowing as she gestured her inside.

Kurou Tanai

made by nette of gs!

Kurou had been looking forward to this night since the moment Lotte asked. She loved drinking and having a reckless night on the town, especially with someone like her roommate who wouldn't parent her all night long. She loved the feeling of freedom she got by partying with Lotte.  "Oh, you're paying?!" Kurou smirked at the girl, "Get ready to drag me home unconscious." She laughed at her own (semi-)joke before walking into the bar. She strutted in royally in response to the bow from Lotte, trying her hardest not to laugh at their antics. She took a seat in the middle of the bar, as to be very front an center of the bar tender, and patted the seat next to her for Lotte to sit. "Something strong, mister!" She called down to the bartender. He narrowed his eyes a little at her, as if he knew she'd be trouble, and then turned to prepare the drinks. "I haven't had a drink - well, a good drink - since, hmmm..." she stopped to think for a moment. "Since we drank whatever was left from those drinks we gave to the firsties!" Kurou laughed just recalling the situation. "Lotte," she said in between chuckles, "Your ideas are always genius. Remind me to listen to you more often."

SHIN OF ADOX

It's not what you painted in my head
there's so much there instead of all the colors that I saw

Lotte chuckled at Kurou's immediate choice of drink. No easing in, then, straight for the strong booze. Looked like casual conversation was out of the books, or would be, very soon. Oh well... not like she would have remembered anything anyway.

"Same as her!" She laughed, swinging a seat beneath her and sitting down on it. She checked her phone, flicking it back into her pocket almost as quickly. "Alright, Kurou, two hours until curfew... better get hammered pretty quickly, eh? Or slowly, if you like to live dangerously." She smirked.

As she waited for the service to come through, she surveyed the bar. It wasn't unusual to happen across undesirable types - although, to be fair, the pair of them bordered that line too - and she wanted to check what kind of nonsense they might have to deal with later... Nothing out of the ordinary. Some older people talking away, lonesome drinkers... A group of men around their age and slightly older in the corner. They might pose a problem if they got handsy, but they weren't any trouble yet. Still, one eye open...

Or both, Lotte often found herself. She didn't notice the stern expression that had come over her.

Kurou Tanai

made by nette of gs!