[Okay, it's about 2 AM, and there has been noise at the front door for about ten minutes. Sakuya sighs, throws on her robe, and walks to the door...oh god. There is only one explanation for this, and she doesn't even need to smell the booze on Meiling's breath to figure it out.]
...you're drunk and on my doorstep at 2 AM. What is this nonsense about?
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Date: 2011-08-06 12:04 am (UTC)...you're drunk and on my doorstep at 2 AM. What is this nonsense about?