Goodbye LJ...

[windandwater]

This is just to make it official for those who don't know, but I'm leaving LJ completely. For the rest of this week at least. Tomorrow is the Bar Exam and it runs for three days, so don't expect to see me about at all until Thursday night. Or even until the weekend since I plan on spending Thursday after the Bar drunk and crying. No online time for me at all. *whines* It will be hard, but I know I can do it.

So, because I'm a total h0r like that, I am declaring this to be a spam post. Go ahead. Run wild! Give me fics, give me links, give me pics, just babble to your heart's content and rape my inbox so I have something to see when I finally DO come back to the wonderful world of LJ. I don't even care if you write me a drabble and post it one word at a time. XD;

Though, I've tried to make a spam post before and it failed a bit miserably, so I don't have very high expectations this time around. Feel free to prove me wrong though!

♥

Comments

Re: Junk 2

[mikkeneko.livejournal.com]

Heero sighed. He wasn't in the habit of drinking, but Duo insisted, dragging him to the nearest bar and mixing up some concoction. He presented it to Heero with a flourish, and threatened to drag him up onto the table unless he drank it. To make Duo happy, Heero did.

"I don't feel any happier," Heero groused. Duo gave his shoulder a playful smack.

"Have some patience, baka! It takes a few minutes for the buzz to hit." Someone calling his name tore his attention away, and Duo's face split into an absolutely evil smile. "Oi, Heero, I'll be right back. Quatre's tryin' ta get Trowa to sing. This, I gotta see..."


Quatre: Come on, Trowa!
Trowa [headshake]: ...
Quatre: Pleeeeease?
Trowa [headshake]: ...
Duo: C'mon, Tro-chan! I sang, Quat sang, now it's your turn!
Trowa: [headshake]
Quatre: [BIG PLEADING EYES]
Trowa: ...
Duo: Wow, he's a tough nut to crack. He won't even speak!
Trowa: [pulls out notepad and scribbles] Recent throat surgery. Had an Adam's Apple installed. Can't talk for two weeks.
Quatre: Trowa! That does it, you're not getting any nookie tonight!
Trowa: [scribbles] Not supposed to do that for two weeks either.
Duo: ...ite.


The drink had, in fact, helped. In fact, it made Heero feel so much better about the party, that he went and got another. And another. By the fourth one, he had actually relaxed enough to talk to some of the girls who approached him. She was nice enough to bring him another glass. After that, he got involved in a deep philosophical discussion with the circus manner about the moral code of gypsies. He vaguely remembered listening to Wufei sing... surprisingly well... and...