I'm not drunk. Who: Colossus and Shadowcat (and Lockheed) What: Post-party shenanigans When: Saturday, the 29th, very early morning shortly after party thread Where: Kitty's room Warning: TBD
Kitty's head was still swimming quite a bit by the time they climbed out of the van and headed back inside. Thankfully, Piotr was willing to give her a piggyback ride up to her room. Lockheed, who she was still not speaking to, decided that it was okay to drape himself across her shoulders and reap the benefits of Piotr's kindness, even though he had legs and wings that worked just fine and wasn't drunk at all and was actually really well rested because he'd slept through Kitty getting kidnapped less than two feet away from him. But she wasn't speaking to him, so she wasn't going to bring that up. Not then. As they approached the door, Kitty gave his chest a pat and assured him, "Good to go through."
As soon as they phased into the room, Kitty shrugged her shoulders and Lockheed took off with a huff, squawking at her and heading to his little corner nest under her desk. He was being a little jerk, and she carefully slipped down from Piotr's back and requested, "Please tell the dragon that I'm going to keep being mad until he apologizes."
Lockheed huffed again before she even finished the sentence, and she leaned around Piotr to flip the dragon off. Now that they were all in the privacy of her room, she could finally admit aloud the thing that Piotr had first observed before. "I"m really drunk. Still. This is... whew. I thought it would have let up more by now."