The Drunken Confessions meme.

[semimeme]

Drunken Confessions

Exactly what its name implies. Someone's had a bit too much; someone's telling a bit too much.
 

What do:
1) Post with your character. Name and canon go in the subject line.
2) Include somewhere, be it the subject line or in the text itself, if your character is going to be confessing or confessed to. Or open to both options.
3) That's it. Everything else is up to you. How they confess (in person, on the phone, over text) and what they confess is all up to you. No RNG here.
4) Have fun.

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yep hi hello this is happening (lets pretend for a second i don't already owe you a tag it's coming)

[afallenstar]

[ So. Turns out angels can get drunk, as Anna has well and truly discovered. It's taken almost the contents of the empty bar she's sitting at, but she's managed it. And screw this bar, there are way better places to be than here, sitting alone and commiserating over events she can't exactly change.

Still, when she decided to take off for some fun elsewhere, this isn't exactly where she has in mind. Congratulations Balthazar, you are now the proud owner of one incredibly inebriated Anna, landing heavily and all but face planting it onto your floor. ]

<3 <3 <3

[tryingitall]

[Well, there's nothing wrong with a little intoxication, at least not as far as Balthazar is concerned. Nevertheless, he's surprised when Anna appears, flushed, mussed, and stumbling over his hallway carpet. He just barely manages to catch her as she sways into him.]

Anna! Er...hello. I wasn't expecting you. [Especially not smelling like she's bathed in a distillery. Oh, dear. Still, at least her timing is good. Five minutes earlier and she would have caught him bidding farewell to his most recent bed partners. All four of them.] You'd better sit, darling. Been having fun?

[afallenstar]

[ Blame it on the apocalypse, or the being hunted, or maybe just her angelic state in general, but inebriated had certainly seemed more appealing than not a few hours ago.

Now not so much. ]

Balthazar? [ Hey, it could be worse, at least he's not likely to smite her down for Rebelling. ] Fun? Does this look like fun to you?

[ ....Well it probably does, but Heavens Anna is far too gone to think about that. Instead he just gets a loosely draped arm around his shoulder as Anna leans against him, laughing quietly under her breath. ] Guess they haven't found you yet, huh?

[tryingitall]

[These things are often better in theory than in practice. He'll have to remind her to avoid cocaine and crystal meth, as well, just in case those ever seem like a good idea for stress relief.]

Ssh. Don't tell them where I am. [His eyes sparkle.] Drinking is usually fun, I find, but more so with a companion or two. Next time I'll come with. [Not really. The only thing easier for an archangel to track down than a drunk angel, is two drunk angels. Still, it's a nice thought.

He leads her to a very nice leather-upholstered couch in an equally nice, if ostentatious, living room. He rented the place furnished, of course, but it's very much to his taste.]

[afallenstar]

[ Never let it be said that Anna isn't one of the fun siblings. ]

Your secret is safe with me. [ And it really is, too. It's not just a drunken sentiment, murmured because of the inordinate amount of alcohol coursing through her system. That's not that surprising though. She's on the run too, why would she sell out a fellow rebel? ]

I'd like that, that'd be nice. We could chat about old times. [ She doesn't even think about the logistics, for now. Instead she just snorts at the mention of said old times, and oh, there's so much bitterness there. Balthazar may have hidden away on Earth, but Anna committed to the full experience.

Dropping down to the couch is every bit as graceless as one would expect her to be, and she gives him a sharp tug to sit next to her as soon as she's settled. Don't say anything Balthazar, just let her have a moment to feel a little bit of comfort from being in close proximity to an angel again. ] Certainly set yourself up nicely, haven't you. All out luxury, can't say I'm surprised.

[tryingitall]

[He would never say she wasn't fun! Especially not to her face.

...Actually, Anna has always been one of his favorite family members, and his closest sister. So there's that.] Likewise, darling. They'll never know you were here.

[He collapses easily next to her and slings an arm obligingly around her shoulders. Neither of them has to say anything about that. He understands why she needs the comfort just as he understands why she's running from Heaven.] Let's not chat too much about old times. Stick to current events.

[He looks around with a wry smile.] It's cozy, yes, although it's not my only safe house. Since I'm officially dead, I can afford to be a little pretentious.