Fantasy Trinity Crescent School For The Talented *Main* ( Closed )

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Bright thought rationally for a moment. In which, rationality had already left her the moment she decided to drink alcohol. She shrugged and nodded. "Sure, why not. It'd probably mask up the shame for the loser." Bright agreed before she selected a character. Then she had to set up a kart... This took her some time to do since she wanted to get the best things. But it all seemed situational. She just went with the standard set since she believed it would all be balanced. "So, what's the drink?" Bright asked, wondering what sort of drinks they had.

Albright got up, walking over to one of the cabinets in the room. It was higher up, mostly so Chelsea couldn’t reach it on a daily basis. They didn’t have too much alcohol because neither of them constantly felt the need for it. “We have tequila, whiskey...” he pulled down the two bottles. “Yeah. We have others, but I don’t know the last time they were used.” he shut the cabinet, grabbing shot glasses and placing them on the coffee table. “So if you want something else, you’ll need to get it yourself.” He sat back down, finishing his selection quickly. Chelsea had tried to make the most aesthetically pleasing kart that still had the best stats, so she was still finishing hers up. Once she was done, she leaned back against the couch, still sitting on the floor, which she hadn’t moved from.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright got up, walking over to one of the cabinets in the room. It was higher up, mostly so Chelsea couldn’t reach it on a daily basis. They didn’t have too much alcohol because neither of them constantly felt the need for it. “We have tequila, whiskey...” he pulled down the two bottles. “Yeah. We have others, but I don’t know the last time they were used.” he shut the cabinet, grabbing shot glasses and placing them on the coffee table. “So if you want something else, you’ll need to get it yourself.” He sat back down, finishing his selection quickly. Chelsea had tried to make the most aesthetically pleasing kart that still had the best stats, so she was still finishing hers up. Once she was done, she leaned back against the couch, still sitting on the floor, which she hadn’t moved from.

"Alright then. So last place drinks, right? Then... Let's get started." Bright said with a smirk on her face that was ready to be wiped off. She readied herself for the race as she took a deep breath. It had been awhile since she had played a drinking game as well. The one she could remember was the one where it was on Counter Strike : Global Offensive, or CS:GO. It was that every time you die, you take a shot. If your team mate gets a knife kill, everyone else drinks a shot. If you get knifed, you have to take three shots. She could vaguely remember that she took more than twenty shots that night and was absolutely hammered that she forgot all about the game and had AFK'd the rest of the match.

 

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"Alright then. So last place drinks, right? Then... Let's get started." Bright said with a smirk on her face that was ready to be wiped off. She readied herself for the race as she took a deep breath. It had been awhile since she had played a drinking game as well. The one she could remember was the one where it was on Counter Strike : Global Offensive, or CS:GO. It was that every time you die, you take a shot. If your team mate gets a knife kill, everyone else drinks a shot. If you get knifed, you have to take three shots. She could vaguely remember that she took more than twenty shots that night and was absolutely hammered that she forgot all about the game and had AFK'd the rest of the match.

Albright returned the smirk, while Chelsea only nodded. “Let’s get started then.” he said. “Actually, Let’s change the rules so it doesn’t have to take as long. Every time you get hit with an item or fall off the stage, you take a shot. And last place still has to take a shot as well.” he didn’t have the patience to sit through 20+ rounds until someone passed out. Chelsea didn’t mind the rule change, taking the shot glasses and pouring tequila into each of them. Albright was selecting a stage as she did this, his eyes closed. It ended up on Rainbow road again. Chelsea covered herself in her blanket cocoon, waiting for the race to start. Once it did, she stayed in the middle for the whole game, not rising above third place. Meanwhile Albright was doing really good, staying neck and neck with first place, playing like he had devoted his life to this.

 

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Albright returned the smirk, while Chelsea only nodded. “Let’s get started then.” he said. “Actually, Let’s change the rules so it doesn’t have to take as long. Every time you get hit with an item or fall off the stage, you take a shot. And last place still has to take a shot as well.” he didn’t have the patience to sit through 20+ rounds until someone passed out. Chelsea didn’t mind the rule change, taking the shot glasses and pouring tequila into each of them. Albright was selecting a stage as she did this, his eyes closed. It ended up on Rainbow road again. Chelsea covered herself in her blanket cocoon, waiting for the race to start. Once it did, she stayed in the middle for the whole game, not rising above third place. Meanwhile Albright was doing really good, staying neck and neck with first place, playing like he had devoted his life to this.

Bright had a lucky start. She managed to get a boost in and caught up really close to Albright. What the most bullshit part that happened, was that there was a narrow bridge area over a river. It was there that Bright unintentionally ran right through Albright and shoved him off the bridge and into the water, taking first place for herself.

 

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Bright had a lucky start. She managed to get a boost in and caught up really close to Albright. What the most bullshit part that happened, was that there was a narrow bridge area over a river. It was there that Bright unintentionally ran right through Albright and shoved him off the bridge and into the water, taking first place for herself.

Albright groaned when he fell off, throwing his head backwards. Chelsea was the one who ended up having to take the loser’s shot, but he still had to take one for falling off. “Lucky start.” was all he brushed it off as. Chelsea want and grabbed a few more glasses to make things a little easier. She looked a little sleepy, the mess of alcohol, sleep deprivation, and work were starting to mess with her. However, she pulled herself back into her blanket cocoon and watched the screen. “You can pick next.” Albright offered at the next selection screen, not touching his controller to let her pick with eaise.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright groaned when he fell off, throwing his head backwards. Chelsea was the one who ended up having to take the loser’s shot, but he still had to take one for falling off. “Lucky start.” was all he brushed it off as. Chelsea want and grabbed a few more glasses to make things a little easier. She looked a little sleepy, the mess of alcohol, sleep deprivation, and work were starting to mess with her. However, she pulled herself back into her blanket cocoon and watched the screen. “You can pick next.” Albright offered at the next selection screen, not touching his controller to let her pick with eaise.

Bright nodded as she looked at the selection. All she picked was a Legend of Zelda map since it looked rather interesting. She then started the race and looked at Albright. "Maybe... Chelsea could just drink something else. She looks pretty sleepy." Bright suggested since it looked like to her that Chelsea would collapse at any moment, face first into the floor. She also was about to point out that Chelsea was too young to drink, but that rule was long lost when they got to the cafe and ordered alcoholic drinks. Well, actually those were light alcoholic. Now it was raw alcohol and nothing else to accompany it. She started to think this wasn't a good idea for Chelsea anymore...

 

[narcissisticnugget]

Bright nodded as she looked at the selection. All she picked was a Legend of Zelda map since it looked rather interesting. She then started the race and looked at Albright. "Maybe... Chelsea could just drink something else. She looks pretty sleepy." Bright suggested since it looked like to her that Chelsea would collapse at any moment, face first into the floor. She also was about to point out that Chelsea was too young to drink, but that rule was long lost when they got to the cafe and ordered alcoholic drinks. Well, actually those were light alcoholic. Now it was raw alcohol and nothing else to accompany it. She started to think this wasn't a good idea for Chelsea anymore...

Albright looked over at Chelsea, watching her for a second before admitting defeat. “Hey, Chelse.” he got her attention using his nickname for her. It wasn't special, but it was better than repeating Chelsea over and over all the time. She jumped a little, hearing him, but she still didn’t look entirely awake. “I’m getting you something else to drink. We don’t want you to pass out.” The point of this game was to just get drunk, not have anyone pass out. That was the objective right now anyways. Chelsea drowsily nodded, not seeing any reason to object. Albright paused the game long enough for him to get a bottle of apple juice. He sat it on the other end of the table, so it wouldn’t get mixed with the alcohol by accident. He unpaused the game, but he could almost hear Bright about to point out that she wasn’t old enough to drink. “If my memory of your current body’s file is correct, I believe Chelsea is a year older than you.” He pointed out. Chelsea was almost a legal loli. Well, actually, she was. Most of the physical qualities she possessed made her look like a child, excluding a few obvious ones. He let the race start, trying his best to move ahead, while Chelsea stayed awake, managing to keep herself in fourth place.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright looked over at Chelsea, watching her for a second before admitting defeat. “Hey, Chelse.” he got her attention. She jumped a little, but still didn’t look entirely awake. “I’m getting you something else to drink. We don’t want you to pass out.” she only drowsily nodded, and he paused the game long enough for him to get apple juice. He sat it on the other end of the table, so it wouldn’t get mixed by accident. He unpaused the game, but he could almost hear Bright about to point out that she wasn’t old enough to drink. “If my memory of your current body’s file is correct, I believe Chelse is a year older than you.” Chelsea was almost a legal loli. Well, actually, she was, at least where they had come from. He let the race start, trying his best to move ahead, while Chelsea stayed awake to at least stay in seventh place.

"Hm? Then Chelsea is--- Ah, oh no.." Bright said as she realized she had burned out in the beginning of the race. She was already in last place and... That's probably gonna stay like that for awhile. She'd hang around dead last and a little bit more, but never passed ninth place. At least that meant she could be torturing whoever was first and ahead of her with thunderbolts and blue shells that was the bane of pretty much any first place. She had some speed items but she'd always end up hitting a wall or falling off. She wondered how many shots she'll have to drink.

 

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"Hm? Then Chelsea is--- Ah, oh no.." Bright said as she realized she had burned out in the beginning of the race. She was already in last place and... That's probably gonna stay like that for awhile. She'd hang around dead last and a little bit more, but never passed ninth place. At least that meant she could be torturing whoever was first and ahead of her with thunderbolts and blue shells that was the bane of pretty much any first place. She had some speed items but she'd always end up hitting a wall or falling off. She wondered how many shots she'll have to drink.

Albright didn't know what Bright was going to say, but he decided not to ask. He was mentally keeping tally of each time something happened to Bright, and he was hoping Chelsea was keeping score of how many shots he had to take since she was kind of disqualified. Lucky for him, she was. Though she had a few close encounters with Bright, she managed to stay ahead. Bright finished first, letting out a relieved sigh. Chelsea finished sixth, which was higher then she had expected. "What's the score, Chelse?" he asked his daughter, who took a second to respond. "Seven shots." She pointed to Albright, then moved her finger to Bright, "12 shots." she poured herself a cup of apple juice, sipping it as she watched Albright start to pour the alcohol into the shot glasses. "Cheers," he muttered, taking the first shot.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright didn't know what Bright was going to say, but he decided not to ask. He was mentally keeping tally of each time something happened to Bright, and he was hoping Chelsea was keeping score of how many shots he had to take since she was kind of disqualified. Lucky for him, she was. Though she had a few close encounters with Bright, she managed to stay ahead. Bright finished first, letting out a relieved sigh. Chelsea finished sixth, which was higher then she had expected. "What's the score, Chelse?" he asked his daughter, who took a second to respond. "Seven shots." She pointed to Albright, then moved her finger to Bright, "12 shots." she poured herself a cup of apple juice, sipping it as she watched Albright start to pour the alcohol into the shot glasses. "Cheers," he muttered, taking the first shot.

Bright sighed in defeat. She went and began to take the twelve shots quickly to get it out of the way. Though it sort of hit pretty hard as she began to get wobbly by the end of the twelve shots. She looked as if she was getting dizzy so she just crawled back to her spot and picked up the controller. "Next~" She said drunkenly. She was swaying a bit too much so she ended up leaning against Chelsea for support. "Can I use you~? Thanks~" She was obviously already hammered. An additional dozen could make her even drunker or pass out.

 

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Bright sighed in defeat. She went and began to take the twelve shots quickly to get it out of the way. Though it sort of hit pretty hard as she began to get wobbly by the end of the twelve shots. She looked as if she was getting dizzy so she just crawled back to her spot and picked up the controller. "Next~" She said drunkenly. She was swaying a bit too much so she ended up leaning against Chelsea for support. "Can I use you~? Thanks~" She was obviously already hammered. An additional dozen could make her even drunker or pass out.

Albright took his shots slow enough that he could kind of process them. He was done by the time Bright was talking about the next round. He felt a little shaky as well, but he was decent at holding his alcohol. The feeling he was experiencing was a lot less than a science high. He took a deep breath in and sank back in the chair, choosing the next stage. Chelsea didn't object to Bright leaning against her, though she disconnected her controller before Albright could pick the next stage. "I'm gonna watch." she mumbled, trying not to fall asleep on Bright's shoulder. The countdown started again, and Albright messed up his start. He made a noise that was somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, ending up in sixth place when he finally started moving, though he was slowly moving back up.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright took his shots slow enough that he could kind of process them. He was done by the time Bright was talking about the next round. He felt a little shaky as well, but he was decent at holding his alcohol. The feeling he was experiencing was a lot less than a science high. He took a deep breath in and sank back in the chair, choosing the next stage. Chelsea didn't object to Bright leaning against her, though she disconnected her controller before Albright could pick the next stage. "I'm gonna watch." she mumbled, trying not to fall asleep on Bright's shoulder. The countdown started again, and Albright messed up his start. He made a noise that was somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, ending up in sixth place when he finally started moving, though he was slowly moving back up.

When the race started, Bright was going backwards and she was pretty confused. She didn't realize she was holding the reverse button. "Huh? Why am I going backwards~? I didn't break the controller, did I?" She stopped to exam it ne her controller again. After a 'thorough' examination, she started again only to be reversing again. She then looked down and tried a different button. She started to moveforward. "Aha~ There we go!" She said with a drunken smile, as if she were floating in the clouds. She ended up dead last with a DNF. "Uh oh, spaghettio~"

 

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When the race started, Bright was going backwards and she was pretty confused. She didn't realize she was holding the reverse button. "Huh? Why am I going backwards~? I didn't break the controller, did I?" She stopped to exam it ne her controller again. After a 'thorough' examination, she started again only to be reversing again. She then looked down and tried a different button. She started to moveforward. "Aha~ There we go!" She said with a drunken smile, as if she were floating in the clouds. She ended up dead last with a DNF. "Uh oh, spaghettio~"

Albright watched her drunkenness for anything that could go wrong. Even after having a few shots, he didn’t want anyone dying of alcohol poisoning on his floor. Chelsea couldn’t care less, she was already dozing off anyways. When the race was over, Albright ended in fourth. Chelsea did her little thing with determining what shots they got, and the final verdict was “Six for Dr. Bright. Four for Dr. Albright.” Albright welcomed these results, though he watched Bright as she took her shots, just in case. He was waiting for Lunari to show up, wondering if she was even going to try to.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright watched her drunkenness for anything that could go wrong. Even after having a few shots, he didn’t want anyone dying of alcohol poisoning on his floor. Chelsea couldn’t care less, she was already dozing off anyways. When the race was over, Albright ended in fourth. Chelsea did her little thing with determining what shots they got, and the final verdict was “Six for Dr. Bright. Four for Dr. Albright.” Albright welcomed these results, though he watched Bright as she took her shots, just in case. He was waiting for Lunari to show up, wondering if she was even going to try to.

As Bright took her shots, she was pretty much drunkenly forcing herself to do so. On top of that, Lunaria (adding an a because Lunaria sounds better than Lunari) woke up just as drunk. "Oh ma geeeerrrd, how many shots did we just drink..?" Lunaria said as Bright continued taking shots. Lunaria was heard by both Chelsea and Albright. Some of it even slipped into Bright as well, making her respond. "This is like the friggin... Er... Gee, what's six plus twenty?" Bright asked drunkenly and Lunaria answered to that. "Errrr.... I dunno...? Oh wait..." Bright soon interrupted. "Sixty nine. We drank Sixty nine shots!"

 

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As Bright took her shots, she was pretty much drunkenly forcing herself to do so. On top of that, Lunaria (adding an a because Lunaria sounds better than Lunari) woke up just as drunk. "Oh ma geeeerrrd, how many shots did we just drink..?" Lunaria said as Bright continued taking shots. Lunaria was heard by both Chelsea and Albright. Some of it even slipped into Bright as well, making her respond. "This is like the friggin... Er... Gee, what's six plus twenty?" Bright asked drunkenly and Lunaria answered to that. "Errrr.... I dunno...? Oh wait..." Bright soon interrupted. "Sixty nine. We drank Sixty nine shots!"

Albright looked over at Bright, pausing the game and moving the alcohol out of the way. “Let’s take a break for now...” he fell back into the couch. He noted quietly that the physical state of Bright also seemed to affect Lunaria, but that just made for even more of a mess. Chelsea had slightly dozed off for a moment, and she woke up to Lunaria and Bright being drunk. “Who’re mew talking to?” She asked, somehow completely forgetting about Lunaria in her sleepy state.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright looked over at Bright, pausing the game and moving the alcohol out of the way. “Let’s take a break for now...” he fell back into the couch. He noted quietly that the physical state of Bright also seemed to affect Lunaria, but that just made for even more of a mess. Chelsea had slightly dozed off for a moment, and she woke up to Lunaria and Bright being drunk. “Who’re mew talking to?” She asked, somehow completely forgetting about Lunaria in her sleepy state.

"I dunno... I think I'm hearing things." Bright said before finishing the last shot and returning to her spot only to fall over in Chelsea's lap. "So soft~" Lunaria said as Bright soon looked at the screen. She sort of curled up, getting comfortable while giggling to herself. She just so happened to get all giggling when she was drunk. At least in Lunaria's body. Lunaria seemed to be giggling too, their giggles in sync and in perfect pitch so you can't really tell both of them were giggling. Though you started to tell they were when Bright began talking and Lunaria was still giggling. "Hey, Albright! How many shirts do you drink anyway?" Lunaria scoffed. "Shirts?! Did you mean, shorts?" They both laughed with each other soon calming down to a light giggling again.

 

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"I dunno... I think I'm hearing things." Bright said before finishing the last shot and returning to her spot only to fall over in Chelsea's lap. "So soft~" Lunaria said as Bright soon looked at the screen. She sort of curled up, getting comfortable while giggling to herself. She just so happened to get all giggling when she was drunk. At least in Lunaria's body. Lunaria seemed to be giggling too, their giggles in sync and in perfect pitch so you can't really tell both of them were giggling. Though you started to tell they were when Bright began talking and Lunaria was still giggling. "Hey, Albright! How many shirts do you drink anyway?" Lunaria scoffed. "Shirts?! Did you mean, shorts?" They both laughed with each other soon calming down to a light giggling again.

Chelsea nodded. Despite also hearing the voice, being told that it was just a voice was enough for her. She didn’t know how to react to Bright falling into her lap. She pat Bright on the head a few times, before deciding not to anymore. She didn’t seem to mind anything in particular. She just endured the drunkenness like she was enduring her own sleepiness.
Albright ignored the headache that was starting to grow from all the giggling. “I’ve never drank any shirts or shorts.” he deadpanned. He understood what they were getting at, but he didn’t feel like adding up the shots he had taken. They were at least a little less than Bright anyways. Lunaria’s whole revealing herself thing seemed to go better than expected, mostly because both of them were drunk. “So, disembodied voice, who are you exactly?” he asked. He knew he knew who it was, but Chelsea seemed to have forgotten, and who knew what Bright was thinking right now?

 

[CasualTea]

Chelsea nodded. Despite also hearing the voice, being told that it was just a voice was enough for her. She didn’t know how to react to Bright falling into her lap. She pat Bright on the head a few times, before deciding not to anymore. She didn’t seem to mind anything in particular. She just endured the drunkenness like she was enduring her own sleepiness.
Albright ignored the headache that was starting to grow from all the giggling. “I’ve never drank any shirts or shorts.” he deadpanned. He understood what they were getting at, but he didn’t feel like adding up the shots he had taken. They were at least a little less than Bright anyways. Lunaria’s whole revealing herself thing seemed to go better than expected, mostly because both of them were drunk. “So, disembodied voice, who are you exactly?” he asked. He knew he knew who it was, but Chelsea seemed to have forgotten, and who knew what Bright was thinking right now?

"Lunaria, don't you remember?" Lunaria said which made Bright a bit confused. "What? No, she's... She's not here. What do you mean?" Bright asked before looking over to Albright. She was terribly confused. "Who the hell is this?" Bright was pretty much ticked off since someone was using the name of the owner of Bright's current body. Of course she'd get a little pissed off about it. It just didn't make sense to her that someone would do such a thing. The giggling had stopped since things have gotten a bit serious, even in this drunken state. Lunaria seemed to start crying a bit as she spoke. "You dumb ass, I was always here!" Bright held her head since she was starting to get a headache. "Ugh...."

 

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"Lunaria, don't you remember?" Lunaria said which made Bright a bit confused. "What? No, she's... She's not here. What do you mean?" Bright asked before looking over to Albright. She was terribly confused. "Who the hell is this?" Bright was pretty much ticked off since someone was using the name of the owner of Bright's current body. Of course she'd get a little pissed off about it. It just didn't make sense to her that someone would do such a thing. The giggling had stopped since things have gotten a bit serious, even in this drunken state. Lunaria seemed to start crying a bit as she spoke. "You dumb ass, I was always here!" Bright held her head since she was starting to get a headache. "Ugh...."

Albright rotated his neck in a circle, seemingly indifferent to what was happening. It was Lunaria that had wanted to reveal herself, he had assisted with that, he didn’t care what happened afterwards. “Well, from what I was told to believe, this is Lunaria. I like to trust in what I’m told.” the only thing alcohol really did to him was calm him down, leaving him almost carefree. Chelsea didn’t know what else to do, so she pat Bright on the head again. She then moved her hand down to Bright’s back, patting her there instead. She didn’t like how serious everything had gotten, her ears flattening on her head, a slight frown on her face.

 

[CasualTea]

Albright rotated his neck in a circle, seemingly indifferent to what was happening. It was Lunaria that had wanted to reveal herself, he had assisted with that, he didn’t care what happened afterwards. “Well, from what I was told to believe, this is Lunaria. I like to trust in what I’m told.” the only thing alcohol really did to him was calm him down, leaving him almost carefree. Chelsea didn’t know what else to do, so she pat Bright on the head again. She then moved her hand down to Bright’s back, patting her there instead. She didn’t like how serious everything had gotten, her ears flattening on her head, a slight frown on her face.

"Jeez, I think I drank too many shots..." Bright said as Lunaria seemed to be having trouble too. "Who's ide--- Who's idea was it to do this anyway? This was so stupid...!" Lunaria exclaimed, clearly not having a good time. Bright soon rested her head on Chelsea's lap, using it as a lap pillow. "I don't wanna drink anymore~ Not now at least~" Bright said before she tried to rest but sat up eventually, sitting there silently before she started pulling on her shirt. "It's hot... I wanna take this off." She said as she was trying to take off the shirt. Lunaria was now a bit frantic and began begging Albright to stop Bright. "Uuh! Uuh! Stop-- Stop Bright!" Bright continued trying to take her shirt off. "Why won't this thing come off~?"

 

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"Jeez, I think I drank too many shots..." Bright said as Lunaria seemed to be having trouble too. "Who's ide--- Who's idea was it to do this anyway? This was so stupid...!" Lunaria exclaimed, clearly not having a good time. Bright soon rested her head on Chelsea's lap, using it as a lap pillow. "I don't wanna drink anymore~ Not now at least~" Bright said before she tried to rest but sat up eventually, sitting there silently before she started pulling on her shirt. "It's hot... I wanna take this off." She said as she was trying to take off the shirt. Lunaria was now a bit frantic and began begging Albright to stop Bright. "Uuh! Uuh! Stop-- Stop Bright!" Bright continued trying to take her shirt off. "Why won't this thing come off~?"

"It was your idea, I simply put it into action," Albright said, not letting her put the blame on him. Chelsea let Bright use her lap as a pillow, but awkwardly sat there when she started trying to take her shirt off. "I'm going to put the alcohol away." Albright stood up slowly, removing himself from the situation without another word. Chelsea was frantically trying to deal with this now, wavering a little as she tried to figure out what to do. She pulled Bright's arms down, kind of restraining her, but not with too much force. "It might be cooler in my room?" she suggested, not thinking about it too much. She knew she kept it colder in there just because it was more comfortable to her, while the rest of the dorm was kept at normal temperature. She just figured that since Bright was hot, cooling the room down would help. She was still wrapped in a blanket, her head tilted a little as if waiting for Bright's response. Albright wasn't really paying attention, starting to clean the shot glasses, leaving Chelsea to deal with this.

 

[CasualTea]

"It was your idea, I simply put it into action," Albright said, not letting her put the blame on him. Chelsea let Bright use her lap as a pillow, but awkwardly sat there when she started trying to take her shirt off. "I'm going to put the alcohol away." Albright stood up slowly, removing himself from the situation without another word. Chelsea was frantically trying to deal with this now, wavering a little as she tried to figure out what to do. She pulled Bright's arms down, kind of restraining her, but not with too much force. "It might be cooler in my room?" she suggested, not thinking about it too much. She knew she kept it colder in there just because it was more comfortable to her, while the rest of the dorm was kept at normal temperature. She just figured that since Bright was hot, cooling the room down would help. She was still wrapped in a blanket, her head tilted a little as if waiting for Bright's response. Albright wasn't really paying attention, starting to clean the shot glasses, leaving Chelsea to deal with this.

Bright looked at Chelsea and seemed to be begging for it as she was tugging a little bit at her blanket. "Cool~ Cool~" She then began to rock back and forth, tugging on the blanket. On one of her motions rocking forth, she fell over a bit somehow, going face first into Chelsea's lap again. She then slowly got up and began rocking back and forth again like a child. "Cool~"

 

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Bright looked at Chelsea and seemed to be begging for it as she was tugging a little bit at her blanket. "Cool~ Cool~" She then began to rock back and forth, tugging on the blanket. On one of her motions rocking forth, she fell over a bit somehow, going face first into Chelsea's lap again. She then slowly got up and began rocking back and forth again like a child. "Cool~"

Chelsea stared at Bright for a few moments, trying to understand what she was doing. Once she did, she stood up, and held out her hand to help Bright up, placing the blanket in a heap for her to deal with later. She had to deal with a slight shiver, the blanket had been very warm underneath, so taking it off was colder than expected. If needed, she was prepared to use the blanket to transport Bright to her room, since she probably couldn’t pick her up.

 

[CasualTea]

Chelsea stared at Bright for a few moments, trying to understand what she was doing. Once she did, she stood up, and held out her hand to help Bright up, placing the blanket in a heap for her to deal with later. She had to deal with a slight shiver, the blanket had been very warm underneath, so taking it off was colder than expected. If needed, she was prepared to use the blanket to transport Bright to her room, since she probably couldn’t pick her up.

Bright got up with Chelsea when she helped her up. She was then just tugging on the lower side of her night dress. She was followed behind Chelsea, leaning on her back as to keep herself from falling and pushing Chelsea to the cooler room. Her saying the word cool had happened less often since she was becoming a little more satisfied, but she was just saying cool a bit more slowly and extending the duration of the word.

 

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Bright got up with Chelsea when she helped her up. She was then just tugging on the lower side of her night dress. She was followed behind Chelsea, leaning on her back as to keep herself from falling and pushing Chelsea to the cooler room. Her saying the word cool had happened less often since she was becoming a little more satisfied, but she was just saying cool a bit more slowly and extending the duration of the word.

Chelsea helped Bright to her room, helping hold her up. She opened the door to her bedroom and walked in, leading Bright to the edge of her bed, where she assumed she would lie down. Chelsea’s room was plain. It had a bed shoved into the corner, a desk, and a dresser. The photo albums and flowers carried over from the other room, but there were less of them. Chelsea sat in the desk chair, unsure of what to do. Her orginal mission had been accomplished, she just didn’t know what to do next.