NYC, Saturday night
Mar. 17th, 2007 11:39 pmNadia and Haruhi had been shopping. And now? They were celebrating.
Well, Nadia was, at least. And she was doing her damnedest to try to get Haruhi into it, too.
Her damnedest involved a random pub (she was pretty sure it was Irish), a pint of booze (she thought that might have been an Irish brew, but who knew?), and lots of loud, Irishy jiggy music.
"Haruhi!" Nadia yelled over the music. "We should dance!"
[ooc: NFB due to yaddayadda]
Well, Nadia was, at least. And she was doing her damnedest to try to get Haruhi into it, too.
Her damnedest involved a random pub (she was pretty sure it was Irish), a pint of booze (she thought that might have been an Irish brew, but who knew?), and lots of loud, Irishy jiggy music.
"Haruhi!" Nadia yelled over the music. "We should dance!"
[ooc: NFB due to yaddayadda]
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Date: 2007-03-18 03:49 am (UTC)She wasn't distracted by these thoughts enough not to realize Nadia was yelling something back at her, so Haruhi cupped a hand behind her ear and yelled back, "Do what?"
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Date: 2007-03-18 03:55 am (UTC)Well, the bar was open. . . .
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Date: 2007-03-18 04:15 am (UTC)Any concern about the tender was gone when he nodded and gave her a hand climbing up. "Come on," she said again. "Dance!"
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