[fat chance, dude, she's not that drunk. She's just been starved for girl time.]
What about the IR- holy fuck!
[As Heather is leaning over Kitten's shoulder, that goes right in her ear. Heather does at least have the presence of mind to mouth a "sorry" and move. A little.]
What happened? What happened to your face? Who did that?
[lurking no more!]
What about the IR- holy fuck!
[As Heather is leaning over Kitten's shoulder, that goes right in her ear. Heather does at least have the presence of mind to mouth a "sorry" and move. A little.]
What happened? What happened to your face? Who did that?
[oh, the outrage!]