09-24-2020, 12:11 AM
me dejaste, me dejaste en un tango
A prank war.
She recalled Goldenluxury mentioning it during the meeting so really, Roxanne was on her toes when she heard the voice of the Tanglewood Luminary and felt a small frown on her maw. Something about moonshine, huh? Well, the Quartermaster wouldn't be participating in that given the fact that she was expecting some little ones pretty soon and she would rather not hurt her unborn children. Roxanne didn't really like alcohol in general either, it tasted bad and she couldn't handle her alcohol that well. She was a lightweight and nobody really knew that unless they drank with her, that being her brother or girlfriend, and those were really the only two who knew about that.
"Hello there, Vigenere." She would say with both of her ears perked forward, she eyed the bottles of moonshine for a moment before continuing with a slight tilt of her cranium "Homebrewed, is that so?" Seeing as she couldn't really drink, she was sure that Michael or any of the adults who actually enjoyed alcohol would arrive soon enough. A soft breath left her as she worn a small smile "Thank you for the moonshine," Her pupils narrowed slightly, she wondered if it was all truly moonshine but with the prank war going on. One can only imagine what the alcohol was replaced with, it made the gears in her mind turn in thought.
She recalled Goldenluxury mentioning it during the meeting so really, Roxanne was on her toes when she heard the voice of the Tanglewood Luminary and felt a small frown on her maw. Something about moonshine, huh? Well, the Quartermaster wouldn't be participating in that given the fact that she was expecting some little ones pretty soon and she would rather not hurt her unborn children. Roxanne didn't really like alcohol in general either, it tasted bad and she couldn't handle her alcohol that well. She was a lightweight and nobody really knew that unless they drank with her, that being her brother or girlfriend, and those were really the only two who knew about that.
"Hello there, Vigenere." She would say with both of her ears perked forward, she eyed the bottles of moonshine for a moment before continuing with a slight tilt of her cranium "Homebrewed, is that so?" Seeing as she couldn't really drink, she was sure that Michael or any of the adults who actually enjoyed alcohol would arrive soon enough. A soft breath left her as she worn a small smile "Thank you for the moonshine," Her pupils narrowed slightly, she wondered if it was all truly moonshine but with the prank war going on. One can only imagine what the alcohol was replaced with, it made the gears in her mind turn in thought.
EN EL ALMA SE ME FUE, SE ME FUE EL CORAZÓN
YA NO TENGO GANAS DE VIVIR, PORQUE NO TE PUEDO CONVENCER
QUE NO TE VENDAS, ROXANNE
YA NO TENGO GANAS DE VIVIR, PORQUE NO TE PUEDO CONVENCER
QUE NO TE VENDAS, ROXANNE
— Reggan