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Amid all the partying going on shipwide tonight, it might or might not have been easy to notice the commotion going on outside one suite on the Lido Deck, or the racket one short, drunk, pissy blonde was making as she kicked at the door of suite 23.
"IRISH! OPEN THIS DOOR AT LEAST LONG ENOUGH TO GIVE ME MY GODDAMN TOOTHBRUSH, OR I'LL KICK IT IN! DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE ICE MACHINES ARE ON THIS SHIP!"
No answer.
"RONAN NOLAN, YOU LITTLE --" The next bit was conveniently obscured by the ship's horn.
Great. He'd probably never taken down that privacy spell from a couple of nights ago. On the one hand, it meant Katchoo couldn't hear what was going on with him and that really drunk chick from the pizza parlor, but on the other . . .
Geez.
Well. Katchoo didn't kick the door in, having no particular desire to get thrown off the boat. She did in storming off, however, manage to find another way to make her displeasure painfully clear. Just not necessarily to Ronan.
[OOC: Establishy. *coughs* Feel free to react to the noise, though she's gone now.]
"IRISH! OPEN THIS DOOR AT LEAST LONG ENOUGH TO GIVE ME MY GODDAMN TOOTHBRUSH, OR I'LL KICK IT IN! DON'T THINK I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE ICE MACHINES ARE ON THIS SHIP!"
No answer.
"RONAN NOLAN, YOU LITTLE --" The next bit was conveniently obscured by the ship's horn.
Great. He'd probably never taken down that privacy spell from a couple of nights ago. On the one hand, it meant Katchoo couldn't hear what was going on with him and that really drunk chick from the pizza parlor, but on the other . . .
Geez.
Well. Katchoo didn't kick the door in, having no particular desire to get thrown off the boat. She did in storming off, however, manage to find another way to make her displeasure painfully clear. Just not necessarily to Ronan.
[OOC: Establishy. *coughs* Feel free to react to the noise, though she's gone now.]
