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[b][color=#6A5A84]"Thanks, I don't know how they keep getting in there."[/color][/b] Faye caught the cigarette pack Denise had tossed her and fought the nearly overpowering urge to just light one up right in the apartment. She went to pocket them, but stopped short when she noticed the cigarette-stealing Unseelie looming in the depths of her pocket - it's beady black eyes shimmering expectantly. She raised her eyebrows at it, as if to say [i]"Not this time, you little shit"[/i]. Instead, she fiddled with the pack while she listened to Denise, popping a cigarette in and out of the container over and over. 

Something about the way Denise spoke triggered all of Faye's [i]holy shit it's drama, run away[/i] alarms, but there was an underlying urgency to the last thing her roommate had said. There was having a bad day, then there was having a [i]bad day[/i]. And to Faye, it seemed like Denise was having the latter. But she wasn't prepared to delve deeper unless Denise had an actual problem that Faye could see or touch. And even then, maybe not. It really depended. She put her cigarettes in her bra for safe-keeping, away from the slippery fingers of a particular fey.

[b][color=#6A5A84]"This world is a fuckin' cesspool.  It'll eat you up if you let it, so tell it to piss off. C'mon, you need something more than snacks."[/color][/b] Faye gave Denise a rare lopsided smile and nodded with her head towards their spacious kitchen. She made her way over to their fridge and rummaged around. Without preamble she extracted some hamburger patties, buns, and all of the accoutrements to go with it. Which meant a bottle of hard liquor and two shot glasses, of course. She poured Denise a shot and slid it along the counter, then poured herself a shot. She raised the drink towards Denise in a mock "toasting" gesture, and then threw her head back and downed it easily. 

She set out to cooking everything up, and spoke over her shoulder while she did so. [b][color=#6A5A84]"Nothing better than a burger and some liquor on a shitty night. Plus, this crap will go bad if we don't cook it up soon. Win-win."[/color][/b] With every flip of the patties in their skillet, the fey gathered in closer - all drooling at the sight of the sizzling meat. Some even tried to hang off of her spatula, but she shook them off with a quick flick. [b][color=#6A5A84]"What are your plans for the rest of the night?"[/color][/b] Faye asked as she leaned against the counter and poured herself a second shot.