Wastin' Away Again~

[ohgoodgrief]

Who: Teachers! TA's! RA's! Other graduate students! Other students who are crashing (or god help them, working there??)
When: March 8, 2019, in the evening.
Where: A karaoke bar in Soleil.
Warnings: Alcohol

Sometimes, after tests are done and mysteries uncovered, the teachers need to relax.

Which is why there is karaoke! The faculty of Daybreak Academy have converged, through random inspiration and not a terrible lot of planning, on one unsuspecting bar in Soleil on a Friday evening. A few drinks (or more!) are to be had; however, there is also a stage, with a microphone and a big screen -- which shows a music video for whatever song is on -- and the lyrics. A friendly little green ball bounces over them.

It is time to sing your heart out.

It is time... for karaoke.

Comments

[subconmodo]

No one said anything about it not being doable. It's just... If it's food, is it really worth it at that point?

And I swear I read about someone trying to smuggle out a snapping turtle that way. A snapping turtle!

[nor_iron_bars]

Look. [She clasps her hands together and smiles serenely, the picture of calm and understanding.]

Some things you do to turn a profit. Some things you do for fun. And some things? You do just to say you can.

And if anyone ever calls bullshit, then you can take off your pants and show 'em the scars to prove it. Who's to say that's not worth a couple pints of blood and a trip to the emergency room?

[subconmodo]

[He stares at her for a long time]

Oh. My. God.

[nor_iron_bars]

[Jail just stares right back, grinning cheerfully and refusing to break eye contact, and takes a long sip of her drink in total silence.]

[Do you see this face? This is the face of no regrets. In other words...]

[Yes, Avery. There is a Florida Woman.]

[And now she drinks at your bar.]

[subconmodo]

[There's only one thing he can do with this revelation, and that's drink down the rest of his rum and coke as quickly as possible]

I'm sitting at a table with Florida.

[nor_iron_bars]

[She's choosing to take this as a compliment. She probably shouldn't, but that's never stopped her before.]

Not all of it. Didn't have enough room in the car to bring the whole state with me.

[subconmodo]

[He jabs a finger in her direction]

You know what I mean. You're like... the mascot or something. Or the meme. Whatever.

[nor_iron_bars]

[She snickers.]

The prime suspect, maybe.