[color=8882be][h3]Lauren Negasi[/h3]

"Too late to make a trip out to Vale, and I need to meditate long and hard on what to smack onto your shades." [/color]Lauren tilted her head at Ben and wrapped her arms around her legs, clapping her knees together slightly in thought. Now that she was in shorts, the dull bruises on her dark skin had started to creep up from the fight with Ben; they stung when her legs met. It didn't help that [color=8882be]'no, it's okay, we're best friends and we're training to fight monsters'[/color] sounded like the biggest and worst cover-up ever. 

[color=8882be][i]Jeans for a while it is![/i][/color]

[color=8882be]"Why? Whatcha thinking?"[/color]

Maybe Ben had some good ideas. Or Amy - hell, [i]Amy[/i] had to know how to party, right!? Or maybe Sangue was a little wild when the dorms closed up for the night...she could see it...actually no she couldn't. Scratch Sangue. But [i]Ben![/i] That pretty, grabby mongrel had to have all sorts of ideas in his...concussed...head. 

[color=8882be][i]Maybe not.[/i][/color]

But Amy--

[color=8882be][i]--...is zoning on painkillers.[/i][/color]

...

And so it was up to her.

[color=8882be]"Does anyone have a--"[/color]

Nope. No bottles.

[color=8882be]"...But if we could...!"[/color]

There probably wasn't a mat handy, and Lauren's legs hurt too much to twist around.

[color=8882be]"...Anyone got a deck of cards?"

[i]Oh Lord I even SOUND like I'm gonna die alone and bored[/i][/color]

...

[color=8882be]"Let's find somewhere and drink!"[/color]