emocorner of emo

Subject: *emocorner of emo* Sun Aug 23, 2009 1:51 am

Cooky is sitting at her desk, her chin resting on the wood and a 3/4 empty bottle of scotch gripped loosely in her hand. She hiccups, glaring at the ~~slammed~~ closed door.

"Pssh... damn ninjas. Think they're so big with they're... ninja-ness... I get no fricken' respect around here, I swear to god..."

She pauses, hiccuping once again, before smirking slugishly.

"Hehe~ I wonder what would happen if I left? They'd miss me. Mufu. MUFUFUFU~!"

The evil laughter continues until Cooky passes out on her desk, snoring loudly and muttering darkly in her sleep.

Subject: Re: *emocorner of emo* Sun Aug 23, 2009 4:40 am

Minoushje walks past the office of the president and vice-president when she hears load snoring followed by some mumbling. She can't quite make out what Cooky is saying but she hears the words: "Ninja... respect... stupid... go away." After which Cooky smiles in her sleep.

Minoushje walks in and notices two things... an almost empty bottle of scotch and an open window behind Cooky.
This way she'll get sick or at least get terrible muscle-ache.

She turns around and walks to the closet behind the toilet and takes a blanket out after which she walks back to the office and drapes it over Cooky's shoulders. Next she takes the bottle of scotch and walks to the kitchen.
"You've had enough alcohol for one day, Cooky-chan." Minoushje whispers softly.

*emocorner of emo*

emocorner of emo