|Ben Fuller (debauched) wrote in paxletalelogs,|
@ 2011-08-14 14:16:00
|Entry tags:||dionysus, nephthys|
If you drink don't drive. Don't even putt.
Who: Ben/Dionysus & Vanessa/Nephthys
What: Ben and Vanessa paint the town red.
Where: The lobby, then on to a bar.
When: Friday 12th August, 7.15pm.
Warnings: None as yet, though knowing Ben there will be drink, drugs and debauchery.
It wasn't unlike Ben to plan a night out on a whim, nor to arrange it with a relative stranger. He'd taken the philosophy that strangers were friends you hadn't met yet to new extremes, deciding strangers were people you'd neither met, got fucked up with or woken up next to yet. It certainly worked to keep life interesting, and interesting was what Ben demanded. If he were 9 years old rather than 29, he didn't doubt he'd be saddled with a diagnosis of ADHD. And some sort of extensive therapy. And rehab. Well, his lifestyle really wasn't suitable for pre-teens, was it? He'd been told numerous times it wasn't really suitable for him.
He'd pulled on some relatively clean clothes - a pair of jeans and a simple t-shirt grabbed off his floor, bearing the legend 'I AM OLDER THAN THE INTERNET' - and dug out a pair of shoes before heading down to the lobby, immediately spotting the lady in red. "Vanessa, I presume," he grinned.