[He supposes he had this coming. He has...vague memories of her somehow having him over her shoulder. Frankly, he thought he might have dreamt that. APPARENTLY NOT.
It's very late in the day before he responds.]
Thank for carrying me home, Milla.
I... it was just alcohol. It wasn't poison.
[Although, with the way his head feels... god. Maybe it was. What the hell kind of drinks was Ren even serving.]
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Date: 2020-12-07 02:47 am (UTC)It's very late in the day before he responds.]
Thank for carrying me home, Milla.
I... it was just alcohol. It wasn't poison.
[Although, with the way his head feels... god. Maybe it was. What the hell kind of drinks was Ren even serving.]