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[alwayskayaking]

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[coffeevixen]

[She brushes away some of her hair from her cheek before turning back to whatever the remnants were of the front door.]

Yeah. Something like that.

[alwayskayaking]

I'll get the mop. [Tim will do his share in working to clean up the mess that was left behind. That is until he hears the ding of the elevator and hands whatever cleaning item he was holding quickly over to Charlotte with a muttered apology. He still needed to act like a dominant when the city was watching.

The guards have several questions that Tim will answer honestly while also trying to insist that he thinks the danger has passed so they were no longer needed. No, he doesn't want to press charges anymore or have her arrested tonight, but they still request he show up tomorrow morning to make another statment about the events tonight. Also to call back should his neighbour threaten him again.

After that it's just arranging with the housing people to get a new door. A couple submissives are sent up and get to work right away on the replacement.]

[coffeevixen]

[A little later on once shit's mostly calmed down, Charlotte will take a good hard look at that untouched bottle of bourbon. It's something she really hadn't wanted any part of, but tonight was a night of 'what the actual fuck?'. She'll call out in the apartment.]

Feel like getting drunk?

[alwayskayaking]

With me? [He sounds surprised.] I mean; I do, but do you mean the two of us drinking together? Or are you just finding a round about way to ask me to leave the apartment for a bit?

[coffeevixen]

[She holds up the bottle.] Sucks to drink alone, and you spent a chunk of cash on this. Figure that you deserve to enjoy some of it.

[alwayskayaking]

It was for you, but if you really want to share it with me? I'm not going to say no. Especially tonight.

[coffeevixen]

[She shrugs.] I know it was for me. I think sharing this with you tonight is what I want to do with it. [Good Gaia, tonight definitely calls for it.]

You need it. I need it. The door probably needed it, but we're what we got right now.

[alwayskayaking]

We'll drink for the door. In memory of how strong and... door like it was. Let us remember our fallen door.

[coffeevixen]

I didn't think a door could actually do that in a particulate fashion, but here we are.

[Particle/particulate. Ah ha. Shut up, Charlotte.

She's wandered into the kitchen, glad to open up the bottle that she hadn't really wanted from Tim's guilt-ridden self, but figures tonight had been a shitshow all around. Bottle open. Glasses out. Drinks poured.]

[alwayskayaking]

Heh. [He gives a small laugh at the pun. Appreciating it even if he felt too tired to give it the laugh it deserves.]

You'd be surprised by what doors can do. Some can kill you. So best to show them a little respect. [He says it lightly as if he was joking, but there is something there that makes him sound serious about that.]