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Sep. 16th, 2008 06:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bringonthewonderOkay, so yeah, that was too much scotch.
Angela can tell when she's had more to drink than she should have -- there's a heaviness that starts in her knees and elbows and spreads till her limbs feel just vaguely disconnected.
And the beginning of what's probably ultimately going to be one hell of a headache.
She doesn't know that she'd call this drunk, but then again, she might. Definitely tipsy, though.
There are notes from the Max Keenan case -- from Bren's dad's case -- all over her living room -- on the chair, on the floor, on the coffee table, on the couch. Angela shoves the ones on the couch onto the floor, and lies back to stare at the ceiling, arms up above her head, right hand spinning her diamond around her left ring finger.
Angela can tell when she's had more to drink than she should have -- there's a heaviness that starts in her knees and elbows and spreads till her limbs feel just vaguely disconnected.
And the beginning of what's probably ultimately going to be one hell of a headache.
She doesn't know that she'd call this drunk, but then again, she might. Definitely tipsy, though.
There are notes from the Max Keenan case -- from Bren's dad's case -- all over her living room -- on the chair, on the floor, on the coffee table, on the couch. Angela shoves the ones on the couch onto the floor, and lies back to stare at the ceiling, arms up above her head, right hand spinning her diamond around her left ring finger.
