XUB I8, Sat. 18: Drowning the Shame

[Anna Raven]

"Mmm... now he's trying too hard. I think he needs more to drink."

[Trev Anderson]

No I don't.

"Well of course I do. The night is young!" he smiled "Do you ladies need refills already?"

[Marie Darkholme]

"Another drink might be nice, but it's so loud here," Marie says, "Perhaps we..."

[Anna Raven]

"...could make this more interesting. But that might not be appropriate for such a setting..."

[Trev Anderson]

Uh. What?

Trev twirled his glass in his hand for a moment before taking a long drink. "Well...uh...where did you want to go?" he asked.

[Marie Darkholme]

"Some place quieter, more intimate," Marie says, "Perhaps..."

[Anna Raven]

"...you would be a dear and bring a few bottles up to our room, so we can all enjoy ourselves more comfortably?" she suggested with a sweet smile.

[Trev Anderson]

I'm going to wind up in a bathtub full of ice with no kidneys.

"I...yeah...yeah, I could do that. What sort of stuff would you like me to get? And where's your room?"

[Marie Darkholme]

Marie told him the room number, "Whatever you'd like is fine. Just remember..."

[Anna Raven]

"...to bring enough that we can celebrate properly."

[Trev Anderson]

"Well...yeah. I can do that," he smiled nervously. "Wine, or hard stuff and some mixers?"

[Marie Darkholme]

"We'll definitely be needing something hard," Marie says.

[Trev Anderson]

"I'll get some pop to mix then," he said, his heart fluttering nervously.

I'm going to get eaten alive. Maybe I should leave my wallet and a goodbye note in my dorm room when they can't find my body.

"So...uh. Shall we?"

[Anna Raven]

"Oh, indeed. Meet us up there. And be sure you..."

[Marie Darkholme]

"...you remember to bring plenty of water," Marie says, "We don't want to get dehydrated."

[Trev Anderson]

"Okay....booze...pop...water..." he said making a list of things to bring. "I'll meet you girls in like a half hour, then."