gooseberryhigh | ST. PATRICK'S DAY PITY PARTY

ST. PATRICK'S DAY PITY PARTY

Oh my god. You are so hungover. Or maybe your friend is hungover. Either way, everyone knows Gooseberry goes hard on St. Patrick's Day, and this year was no exception. It's tradition for everyone to drag themselves out to Coppertale to try and recover and look for some pity.

WHAT'S GOING ON

This is a simple IC/OOC for all your hurt/comfort hangover needs.

This is very freeform! Use the elsewhere header if you want to do a scene... well, elsewhere.

If you come to hassle the poor drunks you'll be asked to leave! Haven't they suffered enough?

» Coppertale: The fire pit has been lit, there's coffee, water, and a nice simple breakfast. Vector passes through once, and clucks her tongue at the sick children. She doesn't bother to speak quietly if engaged, but she doesn't comment on the evidence of a party as long as no one looks bad enough to see Mufferaw. She doesn't linger long.

» The Lodge: Addy Foster-Hayes is reportedly brewing a hangover cure. There's also food available in the cafeteria, and plenty of big cushy chairs in the atrium.

» Elsewhere: Anything else goes here.

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Being a part of the Hangover Crew in Ribbonfin is kind of shameful. Especially when you're a prefect. Rosy tries to put on her best smile and "I'm totally together right now I've got this shit" face, but she is pale and there are bags under her eyes and her hair is only half brushed and, like, everything hurts?

Oh god, going to Coppertale where all her favorite terrible people are seems like a great idea. Or the closest thing to a great idea she's had in at least twenty-four hours.

She picks at a banana in her hand and nurses her coffee and hides her face when Vector comes through because oh fuck no that's her favorite teacher oh no what if she judges me.

Chris doesn't sneak up on Rosy, he just appears in front of her kneeling. It's almost like he keeps doing this on purpose. "Hey buddy," he says. Chris looks suspiciously too wide awake and suspiciously in too good a mood. If he keeps this up, Robins gonna start to think he got replaced with a pod person. For his part, he at least talks quietly. "It's fine. I'm pretty sure Vector didn't notice you when she passed by."

"Go away, nobody wants that shitty smirk here," Rosy moans and tosses a little piece of banana at his face. "Why didn't anyone tell me to drink more water?"

Chris tries to remove the smirk from his face while also dodging the banana. It really just means he accidentally smiles for a second there. "We did," he said. "I watched you drink a whole bottle. I was shoving so much water at you, I felt like a seedy door to door salesman. You need anything?"

Rosy shakes her head, just slightly, because, as previously stated, everything hurts. Absolutely everything, and that includes her head and neck. "Just lie to me and tell me it was a beautiful night and it was all worth it, 'cause now I have to call Casey Patterson 'your highness' for a week apparently."

"It was a beautiful night and it was all worth it," Chris tells her. He's not actually sure if that's a lie? "And fuck Patterson. You don't gotta call him shit. He only won because me and Kramer didn't participate. He's third at best."

"Yeah yeah, it's easy to be the hypothetical king of the world when you're not competing." She waves her hand dismissively and sets down her coffee, because it's sure as fuck not helping her feel any better. "Also, you need to sit your ass down. I need a pillow."

Chris obediently takes a seat next to Rosy. "I like when you get bossy." He produces a bottle of water seemingly out of thin air. "Want some water first? Clear liquids help with hang overs better than caffeine."

Rosy wraps her arms around Chris' arm and drops her head onto his shoulder. "Mmm, in that case maybe I just need some vodka," she mutters into his shirt as she grabs the water anyway.

Chris snorts and strokes down her totally not brushed hair - didn't he give you an hour to brush this? "More alcohol technically helps with hang overs. You can never be hung over if you're never not drunk. That's a joke. If you become an alcoholic I'm gonna feel real bad about it."

She totally started to brush her hair, and then she had to go lie back down for 45 minutes because she felt like a pile of human garbage, and then she just decided it seemed fitting that she also look like human garbage so she just decided to accept it. Don't make her feel bad for accepting herself, Christopher. "Cool, cool," she shrugs, "your feelings don't count, so it sounds like there's no downsides."

No it's fine you look good Rosy. This is probably karma for telling him he looks like a pile of literal shit the last two times he was in the infirmary but whatever. Chris makes a noise that sounds like a snort but quieter. "But then you'd lose every competition so that's probably a downside. We'll all just slowly forget about you being a beast until there's nothing but whispers about it at camp sites." Chris starts to slowly comb his fingers through her hair, gently untangling it.

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