[ Once upon a time in New York, Darlene could have partied on with the best of them. She'd drink all night, pass out, grab a Bloody Mary and a burrito for breakfast, and then do it all over again. Maybe the whole wormhole-portal-nonesnse that she'd gone through to get here has messed with her a little.
Or maybe she's out of practice, didn't eat much and didn't pace herself well. (Probably that one.) ]
Ugh [ She groans, another dry heave leaving her curling uncomfortably over the toliet. ] That was not regular alcohol in those things.
[ By now her stomach is practically empty... although, her brain has yet to actually realize that. ]
Thanks, by the way. [ She gives the girl holding her hair a quick glance. ] You didn't have to do all... [ Darlene waves offhandedly. ] ... this.
it's all good in the hood, frand!
Or maybe she's out of practice, didn't eat much and didn't pace herself well. (Probably that one.) ]
Ugh [ She groans, another dry heave leaving her curling uncomfortably over the toliet. ] That was not regular alcohol in those things.
[ By now her stomach is practically empty... although, her brain has yet to actually realize that. ]
Thanks, by the way. [ She gives the girl holding her hair a quick glance. ] You didn't have to do all... [ Darlene waves offhandedly. ] ... this.