Location: Apartment 5B
Mood: Lonely/Giggly
Outfit: This
Dialogue Code: #FF3300
Thought Code:#FF8000
“Well boo.” Liv pouted.
Olivielle, despite her alcohol daze, could take a hint. Thomas wanted Deja to himself, and she was not going to stand in his way. She hesitated for a moment as she grinned back and forth between the two.
“Actually, YOU need to help her clean up, I will take my l e a v e, be good….or don’t.” Olivielle said as she started towards the door. As if a second thought just occurred to her she turned, somewhat clumsily, and stole the bottle of tequila.
“Tequila makes my clothes fall off…and if I am going to be alone, I need all the help I can get to get myself into bed.” She said teasingly as she walked back to the door.
“Uh…if things get out of hand you have my number…I am an excellent pinch hitter.” Olivielle said with a grin as she opened the door and glanced back at the two.
“Don’t let her beat you up too bad roomie” Olivielle called to Thomas in a sing song voice as she closed the door.
Olivielle made her way to her own apartment, giggling to herself as she struggled to unlocked the door.
‘Oh dear she drank more than intended…then again who cares?...ugh…Why weren’t her keys working? Oh…it would help if she was using the house key and not the mail key.' She thought to herself as she laughed at her own clumsy hands.