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RP: In the middle of niiiiiiight
Who: Dennis and Rolf

What: Weird midnight kitchen conversations

Where: Dennis and Rose' kitchen

When: Early morning, Thursday

Rating: SFW

Dennis stumbled into the kitchen, intent on getting himself a glass of water, or possibly whiskey. He was in that particularly evil state of flux between being half-mad from sleep deprivation and half-hyped up from lack of sleep. Portkey lag, he felt, had a lot to answer for - even if it was a byproduct of something particularly useful.

He'd just begun to pour himself a couple of fingers of whiskey when he heard a noise behind him, and jumped into a ridiculous karate-style pose that lost quite a lot of it's menace in light of the fact that he was wearing nothing but a pair of hot pink boxers. "Who's that," he called, knowing full well it would be one of two people or possibly a dog. "Oh, hi, what're you doing up?"