You're an Explosion

Trin hasn't really been out and about in a while. And by out and about, we of course mean partying. And drinking. She hasn't been drinking all that much recently.

You know what they say about things you haven't done recently. You should go out and DO them, as much as possible, as soon as possible. Or maybe they totally DIDN'T say that, and Trin just imagined them saying that to her.

She's in a bar somewhere in the city, and more than a little drunk. She's hijacked the jukebox so that she can listen to whatever the hell she wants to--right now it's Lucy in the Sky with Dimonds, which makes no sense because she doesn't even particularly like the Beatles. She keeps telling everyone around her that, how she doesn't LIKE the Beatles, and why the hell are they listening to this song again? She might run out of quarters soon, or at least that's what the rest of the patrons (and the bartender) are all hoping. The end doesn't appear to actually be in sight, unfortunately.

Now would be the appropriate time for someone to intervene and drive her home. Please and thank you from the rest of the bar.

Um, hi.

So tonight's New Year's Eve. I mean, today is, not that you didn't know that already or whatever... And like, I don't have any plans or anything for tonight, so I was just wondering, you know, if you had plans or if you wanted to get together or take me with you to your plans or whatever.

I wanna see you again. :)

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