Lady Sif of Asgard (ladysifthefair) wrote in valarnet, @ 2013-02-13 12:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | alyssa hamilton, courfeyrac, darcy lewis, enjolras, grantaire, john mitchell, oliver wood, sif |
I'm so lucky I didn't see my boss this morning. He's got eyes that remind me of like, my dad knowing I went out and got trashed. They make the hangover worse. He'd look at me and I'd like, throw myself on his mercy for being an idiot. Even though last night was really fun, and my beads are now wound around the base of my desk lamp.
What's the hangover cure again? Eggs with horseradish? Eggs with something.
You were neither a gentleman nor a scholar last night. Kinda liked it. I wonder if anybody got a picture of Andre's squicky face when he saw us making out. I know I heard a noise when you grabbed my boob.
Don't worry, though; I totally understand that Artemisia has the only claim on you.