Several hours later:
Mouse (to Vincent & Eep): So, I just got off the phone with Sasha... and I'm a little in shock.
Vincent (to Mouse): Good shock or bad shock? :{
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, good shock... He apologized to me for Satanica's behavior & then said she was going to be on hiatus indefinitely. He asked if I'd be interested in being the main resident DJ & if I could find &/or train a new secondary DJ... I'd have a bit more responsibility, but he said I'd still be free to take out-of-town gigs whenever I wanted to.
Vincent (to Mouse): O. M. G. That is OUTSTANDING news. Sweetie, I'm so happy for you! We must celebrate! Champagne, bon bons, & a celebratory viewing of The Wizard of Oz so we can sind Ding Dong the Witch is Dead. U SO deserve this. :D (to Eep) Wht time R U free frm ur ridiculous day job, Gloomy Gus? We R celebrating my faboo sister's good fortune 2nite!
Mouse (to Vincent): I kinda can't believe it just happened. I thought for sure I was about to get fired.
Eep (to Vincent): Not if that involves booze. I'm NEVER drinking with you two again. (to Mouse) I'm guessing by Vincent's reaction, you got good news?
Vincent (to Eep): How can U B so little fun? It's like U try 2 B a fuddy duddy.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, Sasha offered me the main DJ spot, because he put his sister on hiatus indefinitely after her behavior last night. He said he was going to call you. I think he felt bad for her behavior & wants to make sure you don't quit... or sue. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): Ha! I didn't consider suing. I'll keep that as plan B. :p That's awesome about the dj offer, though. Congrats! Vincent's been trying to get me to celebrate with you and him tonight, but after LAST time, I'm not so sure that's a good idea.
Mouse (to Eep): Thank you... honestly, I'd rather just you & I celebrated alone with a quiet dinner. But, he's so incredibly excited about it, I don't think I'm going to be able to talk him out of it. :-) I totally understand if you don't want to join us.
Eep (to Mouse): I'd feel like the world's biggest dick if I ducked out. But, I hope you'll understand if I stick to coffee.
Mouse (to Eep): I certainly will... little brother, on the other hand, is probably going to obnoxious about it, besides you can be the voice of reason & stop us from doing stupid shit, like sending naughty phone pics. :-)
Eep (to Mouse): Um... There's a limit to how reasonable I'm willing to be.
Mouse (to Eep): Oh, really? I could say so many inappropriate things right now, but I won't. I'm trying to be good, plus you're at work.
Eep (to Mouse): Well, uh, yeah. I mean, cause I'm still, you know, a GUY and that pic was, um... well, it was hard to delete.
Mouse (to Eep): I know you're a guy, you're my guy, which is probably why I sent it to you. I'm glad you liked it. Apparently, extremely drunk me is a bit of an exhibitionist... I had no idea.
Eep (to Mouse): Um. Yeah. You could say I liked the photo. I, uh... Yeah. Well, apparently drunk me will put on other dude's, um, whatever the hell those things were. Not that I shouldn't have known drunk me is an idiot.
Mouse (to Eep): It could have been worse, you could have been wearing my underthings.
Eep (to Mouse): I wasn't entirely sure I wasn't at first. Those things were. TINY. Where the fuck does he even find that shit? Wait. You know what? I don't wanna know.
Mouse (to Eep): I think he custom orders them from somewhere. I do have to say that despite their tiny size, I thought you looked hot in them.
Eep (to Mouse): You are fucking with me. I looked like a porno Frankenstein. One wrong move and they would have snapped and put out an eye.
Mouse (to Eep): Umm, I was only mildly joking. I think you're pretty damn sexy in just about anything. Well, except the yog hat... because I do have to have some standards. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): Oh. Um. Wow. Thanks. Heh. I should have guessed that after you still wanted to date me after the awful Hat.
Mouse (to Eep): Yeah, there's probably something wrong with me. :-P
Eep (to Mouse): Clearly. I mean look at the weirdos you hang out with.
Mouse (to Eep): So, I'm gonna make homemade pizza, any requests or subtractions for toppings? (to Vincent) I grabbed 2 bottles of Champagne, got out my copy of Wizard of Oz and I'm making homemade pizza. Does that sound good?
Vincent (to Mouse): It sounds AMAZING, darling. 1 bottle 4 me,1 4 U & ur boy. I'll grab desert.
Mouse (to Vincent): Perfect.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh wow. That sounds really damn good. Um, I'm pretty easy to please with pizza, but if you have tomatoes and basil... Do you want me to bring anything?
Mouse (to Eep): Just you. :-) So, we are going to be civilized & only have 2 bottles of champagne, so would you be willing to have one glass to toast with or should I make a whole pot of coffee for you?
Eep (to Mouse): Heh. I think I can be trusted to have 1 glass. No promises though. :p
Mouse (to Eep): That's ok... I should warn you, I get a little cuddly when I drink champagne... well, actually a lot cuddly, which is why I never drink it in public if I can help it.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh, uh, heh... I think I can handle it.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, that's good... oh, not to change the subject, but have you guys figured out what you want to do about the apartment?
Eep (to Mouse): Wanda & I both think it would be great, but Robert... I dunno. He's lived in that apt a long time.
Mouse (to Eep): Did he not like the apartment or is it something else?
Eep (to Mouse): No. We all liked it. I mean, it's bigger and cheaper than our current place. Plus, I know the landlady is awesome. :p I think he's having trouble with the idea of letting our place go. I know I moved in after he and his boyfriend broke up.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, I certainly can understand that. I'll hold it for you guys awhile longer, but I am gonna need to rent it eventually.
Eep (to Mouse): No, no. I know. I don't expect you to hold it just because one of us is being a pain in the ass. Sorry.
Mouse (to Eep): It's ok, I've just had a couple people ask about it & I haven't really known what to say. I understand Robert feeling sentimental about a place.
Eep (to Mouse): Yeah, I can understand that too, I guess. I mean, it doesn't SEEM like he's all that broken up about it. But who knows. I'll let him and Wanda know there have been other offers on the place, so we need to make a decision.
Mouse (to Eep): Cool, thanks! Now, back to tonight... what time do you get done with work? do you need a ride? And, do you like smoked mozarella?
Eep (to Mouse): No problem. Off in 30. A ride would be great. Smoked mozzarella is awesome.
Mouse (to Eep): That works out perfect. Dough is rising for it's 2nd time, I can come get you & it should be ready when we get back. (to Vincent) When are you heading over this way?
Vincent (to Mouse): When do U need me there? I've been slightly detained by the charming lass at the bakery.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh my, it must be such a chore to be you. :-P I'm heading to go pick up Eep, so any time, just let yourself in.
Vincent (to Mouse): It IS a chore.
An hour later:
Vincent (to Eep & Mouse): Where R U 2? I'm going 2 start on 1 of these bottles of champagne if U don't hurry up.
Mouse (to Vincent): We're pulling in right now, there was a weird traffic jam on the way back.
Vincent (to Mouse): Is that what ur calling it these days?
Mouse (to Vincent): Don't make me sick the surly man on you.
Vincent (to Mouse): Darling, I don't think that's a threat.
Mouse (to Vincent): Crack one of the bottles open & hush.
Vincent (to Mouse): Already ahead of U.
Mouse (to Vincent): Look we're just sitting in the car outside the house. We just wanted a couple minutes alone. We're not missing or anything.
Vincent (to Mouse): Well, I'm sure U wanted alone time. I'm sure ur just sitting. Mmmm hmm. Whatever U say.
Mouse (to Vincent): What's wrong?
Vincent (to Mouse): I'm just bored, darling & feeling neglected.
Mouse (to Vincent): Alright, alright... we're heading in, right now.
Vincent (to Mouse): Well, ur down 1 bottle of champagne due 2 ur dawdling. Hee hee.
Mouse (to Vincent): And, that's why I bought 3 & hid the last one.
Vincent (to Mouse): Ha ha ha ha! U... U R a smart woman. By the way. Ur shirt is on inside out.
Mouse (to Vincent): Haha, very funny. seriously, did something happen? You're acting a little snippy.
Vincent (to Mouse): As I'm guessing U gathered, I'm not moving frm the couch 4 now.
Mouse (to Vincent): Yeah, so I noticed. Pizzas are in the oven & I made one of them your favorite.
Vincent (to Mouse): And I'll have U know, woman, I'm NOT being snippy. If I was I would have mentioned that polyester nightmare Eep is wearing.
Mouse (to Vincent): Fine... you're not being snippy. Though, you usually don't call me woman unless you're upset about something. My mistake. I thought you might be upset about Poppy having a date, but clearly that was silly of me.
Vincent (to Mouse): I'm sorry, sweet. I don't want 2 fight. 2nite is all abt U. Besides, U won't believe me if I told U Y I'm pouting.
Mouse (to Vincent): Of course, I would. I can believe 6 impossible things during champagne. :-) Food is ready. Why don't you come in here & join us?
Vincent (to Mouse): Yes. I think I can get my legs 2 work. Apparently the lovely lass at the bakery was only interested when she thought I was a girl. And there is ur impossible thing #1 4 the nite.
Mouse (to Vincent): Oh well, that certainly explains the pout. I'm sorry, sweetie. Sure you're a bit effeminate, but you don't look like a girl. And, I can see why you didn't want to say it out loud.
Vincent (to Mouse): W/ Poppy getting a gent admirer & U & ur beau snogging in the parking lot, I was feeling a bit insecure. Well, I can't help who I am. Nor SHOULD I. But, it's a sore subject. As U know.
Mouse (to Vincent): Sweetie, you always have a ton of admirers about you, Poppy's date was a bust, and we were not snogging. I've always thought you were strikingly handsome, not that I necessarily count as unbiased.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh don't worry. I know I'm being completely unreasonable & utterly mundane. I'll B back 2 normal by morn. And U WEREN'T snogging? For heaven's sake Y ever not?
Mouse (to Vincent): Because, we have self-control & sometimes we like to talk to each other... plus, there's always later for snogging. :-)
Vincent (to Mouse): Well, I wld claim that talking is overrated, but clearly that's not the case. Foundations & all. Tho I still think snogging is more interesting.
Mouse (to Vincent): It's very weird to be talking to you like this, when you're sitting 2 feet away from me.
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee. It's funny. Plus it's annoying Eep. Plus plus I'm drunk. Let's talk gossip abt him.
Mouse (to Vincent): heehee, maybe if I cuddle up next to him, he won't be so annoyed. What kinda gossip? (to Eep) You're sexy when you scowl at Vincent like that.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh um. Thanks? I must look sexy around Vincent a lot then. That, uh, that didn't come out right.
Mouse (to Eep): Well, you're not lying. :-)
Vincent (to Mouse): Ha ha! Looks lk that got his attn. What wr U 2 talking abt, if it's not 2 personal? I'm DYING 2 kno wht happened w/ him & Asher.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, the short version is he yelled, Asher said something strange to him, and he's been contemplating it ever since. As for what we were talking about in the car, he & the roommates are thinking about moving & we were talking about it. They found an apartment that he & Wanda are pretty excited about, but Robert is hesitating.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh. Moving talk? Well that's not titillating @ all... Wait. Eep YELLED @ ASHER?
Mouse (to Vincent): Yes & told him to stop harassing you or he was going to make him leave. Asher pretended he didn't know Eep at first...
Vincent (to Mouse): O.M.G. I can't believe he actually YELLED @ him. He HID the 1st time he saw the Creep @ the club. He grew a set, didn't he? *sniff* Our little Eepy is growing up. I feel like a proud Poppa Bear.
Mouse (to Vincent): Wow, I'm so glad that you typed that rather than saying it out loud.
Vincent (to Mouse): Oh no. I think I SHOULD say it. I shld cleave him 2 my chest & declare him my baby bear. How red do U think he'll turn? We cld make a drinking game of it. Whoever gets him 2 blush the hardest wins. The loser has 2 drink!
Eep (to Mouse): And you weren't lying about the champagne. Um, why are we texting each other?
Mouse (to Eep): Because I didn't want to say it out loud in front of Vincent. He already accused us of snogging in the car earlier. I told him we were talking about you & the roommates apartment hunting. (to Vincent) pretty damn red... Why on earth do you enjoy tormenting him so much?
Eep (to Mouse): What? We weren't SNOGGING! I mean, were we? Um... What the fuck does "snogging" mean?
Mouse (to Eep): It's British slang for making out... And, we did a little, but I wasn't going to tell him that.
Eep (to Mouse): Oh! Um, heh, yeah. We did do that then, didn't we?
Mouse (to Eep): I'd ask, if you wanted to snog some more, but Vincent is here.
Vincent (to Mouse): I honestly don't know. Prolly b/c he lets me. Y do YOU do it? What did U say or do 2 him? He's blushing like a school girl!
Mouse (to Vincent): I don't mean to torment him, well, maybe a little. I love his reactions & he surprises me occasionally with his responses.
Vincent (to Mouse): Somehow, I think I'm going 2 lose this drinking game if we play it.
Mouse (to Vincent): Well, I do have the home court advantage.
Vincent (to Mouse): Hee hee hee hee! He does make the most hilarious faces. Plus, it's rlly no contest. U can grab him in places I can't. No fair!
Mouse (to Vincent): heehee, sorry. You know what? I really do love that man... And, I'm a little bit tipsy.
Vincent (to Mouse): I think ur a bit more than a "little" tipsy.
Mouse (to Vincent): you're right! I think it's time for bed. You are more than welcome to crash on the couch or the guestroom.
Vincent (to Mouse): Mmmm. I'm in no shape 2 drive & I KNOW U want to relinquish Mr. Gloomy long enough 2 take me home. Hee hee hee. I'm not the only 1 who gets handsy when I'm drunk. I know you DON'T want 2 relinshis him. Relinquish. Wht evr that wrd is.
Mouse (to Vincent): well, he could take you home but then he'd go home & I'd be sad. Of course, we should just let him decide since he's sober.
Vincent (to Mouse): Pls. Take me home or get all handsy w/ his hot g/f? Like that's a hard choice 2 make. I'll bugger off 2 the guest room. :-p
Poppy (to Vincent): So, apparently the gentleman's interest in me, was the only thing interesting about him. He was Dullsville.
Vincent (to Poppy): Oh, darling! I'm so sorry 2 hear that! Don't worry! I'm sure U'll catch the notice of some1 worthy of ur attn soon.
Poppy (to Vincent): Catching attention never seems to be my problem. It's keeping it.
Vincent (to Poppy): U certainly caught MY attn the 1st time I saw U. ;}
Poppy (to Vincent): Rub it in, honey... I need another drink.
Vincent (to Poppy): If it makes U feel any bttr, I was shot down 2day by a lass who stopped being interested once she found out I was a lad.
Poppy (to Vincent): How could she not tell? Was she headless?
Vincent (to Poppy): Perhaps I'm just 2 sexy 2 be confined by 1 gender. ;}TY tho. I'll admit that I was feeling less than wonderful this afternoon. Good 2 know some ppl still have good sense & taste. Ugh. I rlly have 2 head 2 bed. I finished a bottle of champagne on my own & I'm feeling it. Call me 2morrow if you need a some1 2 talk 2, darling.
