Deer Country In-Box

[burnitblack]

un: dabi  *cla-chick* ... what?  *growl* [ that would be his omen ] [ contact through his omni stone can be text, audio, or video. contact through his omen can be visual, mental, or physical. ]

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[bleedformeplz]

alcohol poisoning is dying.
and headache.
or a bottle of bleach.

[And she rather not drink bleach, again.]

[burnitblack]

how mucha that shit are ya drinking?

[it takes a lot to get alcohol poisoning!]

[bleedformeplz]

[It takes a moment, because she has to count these bottles. Let's face it, Himiko is no expert on alcohol. She probably had a sip or two for celebrations, that's it. Don't think anyone taught her the 'beer before liquor' saying.]

juuuuuust, finished 2.
going on 3 or 4.
rum next.

[burnitblack]

[she has a sip or two and now she's unable to count the number of bottles? that's not a slippery slop. that's falling off a damn cliff.]

didja try runnin into the wall as fast as ya can?

[bleedformeplz]

u mean that isnt just shit for show?
tha might work

[this is mighty tempting. or the alcohol finally getting to her.]

[burnitblack]

it's called "forced sleep".

[dash full tilt into the closest wall. works all the time in gag anime and comics. why not real life]

[bleedformeplz]

[toxicated!toga is sold to this idea.]

touya is so smart. im glad called you.

[this will be a great next day conversation. "so, you met mr wall last night?"]

[burnitblack]

[at least he's going to get some entertainment for his late-night wake up.]

should put ya right out.

[or a casual inquiry about a black eye or busted nose/lip.]

[bleedformeplz]

[WELL, he won't be getting any response for the rest of the night. Either that idea worked and she's out cold or... finally wasted. He's about to get a nice text message the following morning for obvious reasons!]

asshole.

[That's all you get. GOOD MORING ASS.]

[burnitblack]

[that's right. he's cool. got himself a decent night's sleep and himiko got... an experience.

but he'll wait until the middle of the day before texting back.]

how'd ya turn out?

[bleedformeplz]

[Yeah, she's staying low, not in the best of shape. Probably a good idea he waited sometime in the afternoon, maybe her head can finally stop ringing. She doesn't have the energy for this.]

ur not getting my end results. just know this migraine is still here.

[and maybe one more.]

[burnitblack]

[really. kinda like most people don't have the 'energy' for getting woken up from their sleep for a late-night talk? hmm... could this be paybacks? would dabi be that petty and spiteful?]

but ya got some sleep, didn't ya.

[bleedformeplz]

[if only he can see her flip the bird. no more late-night rum.]

yes. but your advice still sucks.

[burnitblack]

[he can guess it. it's amusing all the same.]

but it worked. unlike yours.

[bleedformeplz]

[worst personality ever. expect more late-night calls mister.]

heres a gold star. happy naow?

[burnitblack]

[nah. that'd be his dear old dad.

please no. his sleep...]

wow. so sarcastic. thought i was helpin a friend.

[bleedformeplz]

friends dont let friends run into walls. with a broken nose.

[burnitblack]

is that whatcha did?

ya must've been goin pretty fast.

[bleedformeplz]

omg ur so grinning this.

[burnitblack]

didn't ya say i should smile more?

[bleedformeplz]

[someone is about to get jelly in their boots.]

🖕😉

[that's all you're getting!]

[burnitblack]

[sounds like someone's already jelly of his sass skills.]

don't forget a steak for that black eye.