Hh drunk :)

*Everyone's passed out in various positions around the room. Charlie and Vaggie are curled up together on the floor, Alastor and Vox are sleeping back-to-back despite themselves, and Angel Dust is drooling on Cherri Bomb's shoulder. In the corner, Niffty is somehow still awake, trying to tidy up but mostly just moving pillows from one spot to another. Sir Pentious is stuck in a laundry basket, Husk is snoring loudly in an armchair, and Baxter is attempting to make toast in the coffee maker*

*Vox and Alastor keep kissing, and everyone else is staring*

*Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb are taking shots*

*Niffty is dancing on the table*

*Angel stumbles over, eyes wide* Ooh, can I call him Daddy too? *grins mischievously* Cherri: NO! *clings tighter* Ours! *Velvette nods furiously* Velvette:Yeah! Our sexy jungle gym daddy!

*Alastor and Vox are playing poker, but keep getting distracted by each other*

*to vox and alastor* you two should just fuck already

*Alastor and Vox look at each other, then back at you, then back at each other*