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[serving_love]

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There’s a vineyard on this island. On the other side, away from town. What the hell. Clubs, bars, hotels, a pretty fucking decent food market, and a vineyard.

Can we never leave?


Unrelated, but – turkey, ham, or both?

Oh, and I need a head count. Mashiro-san, you guys are staying through Thursday at least, right?? ...And you, Ace?

Comments

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

I don't think anybody can move. Hah, place looks like a fucking warzone, people just collapsing wherever.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

That's the sign of a meal done right~!

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Mmm. Quite a spread, quite a party.

...Clean-up's gonna be a bitch. I guess you won't let us rope the guests into doing it.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Sure as hell won't, got that right. So you might as well get your ass to the kitchen and start on dishes. Gotta round up someone to do the counters and shit, then I can help. At least we wiped out most of the food, so we don't have to worry about putting too much away.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Dammit. Dishes...Well, m'drunk, so you can't kick me in the head if I break shit.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

......How about you wash and I'll dry and put away. That way you don't gotta lift anything out of the sink. You can manage not to be a clumsy oaf for a couple minutes, right?

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

'Course I can! No problem!

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

...Hey, m'not an oaf!

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Uh-huh, sure. I'll believe it after all of these dishes get put away without a single crack in 'em.

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

Che! Just watch!

...These aren't the expensive plates, right?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Please, like I'd waste the good china on a group THIS big and insane.

But you'd still better not break any!

[strayswordsman.livejournal.com]

I knew that.

Hmph! I won't!