Who: Kimb Baker and Romilda Vane When: October 8, 2001 Where: Museum of Magical Britain, Their Offices What: Drunken girl talk Warnings: Drunken girl talk, TBD Rating: TBD Status: Private/Complete
Romilda leaned back on the couch in Kimb's office, taking a pull on her Alco-Pop while she fished the last of the cashews out of her Chicken with Cashew nuts. Kimb was sitting on the floor, surrounded by papers, and she felt marginally better, although she definitely needed chocolate. Possibly. Or more alcohol. Or to get fucked, but really, that was likely not happening.
Funny, her bottle was empty. "Can you hand me up another one?" she asked, leaning over, one long leg tucked up under her while the other dangled off the couch. "I want to try one of the cherry ones."