Al Peabody / Padme Amidala (senatorialdoc) wrote in ourtrueselves, @ 2009-09-19 01:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | allison 'al' peabody, laura meyhew |
Who: Laura Meyhew and Al Peabody
What: Partying Star Wars girl style?
When: Friday night - very, very late, or Saturday morning - early, very early
Where: London, somewhere on the subway/tube/underground?
Warnings: Girls behaving very badly
Al was trying not to laugh at the thought: A queen of Naboo and a Jedi walk down a flight of stairs to catch the next train home. What made her giggle wasn't just the few pints she'd had, but the idea that they were both a little tipsy. She had this image of Padme's head piece getting caught in something and Luke having to use his light saber to cut her hair off so that she could get free. It was wrong, twisted, and made her very happy.
"Okay, I think we take the next one out. I could be wrong. I think they're still running. I should have paid more attention. That guy was checking you out. Then again, they were probably buying us drinks to see if the Yanks could take it. Really, we showed them, didn't we?" Al wasn't falling over drunk, but she was leaning against Laura a little. That or Laura was leaning against her. It didn't matter. Al didnt' mind being close to people she knew and liked.
"I can't kiss you. It'd be weird, and I promised Farley I wouldn't kiss people when I'm drunk. I'm not drunk though. Just very happy. Bubbly." Al gave the closet person she had to a best friend outside Farley a good hug.