Week 4A: Wine
Sailor Raspberry
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She tipped her head back and drained the rest of her beverage. Her eyes were glassy and cheeks a startling shade of red. Her odangos were beginning to unravel and she tripped over her own feet every two steps.
Placing her wine glass down on the nearest table, Usagi stumbled over to Mamoru and tied her arms messily around his neck. "Hey."
He smiled, patted her head, and tried to not flinch as she squeaked out a burp. "How are you enjoying the party?"
She sighed and blew a few stray bangs away from her eyes. "I think it's going good."
Mamoru furrowed a brow for her amusement. "You think?"
"Yeah," she bent forward and kissed the wrinkles in his forehead until they smoothed out. "I don't really remember what happened after Rei got me my... fifth cup of wine. Or was it sixth?" She scrunched up her face and thought for a minute. "I don't remember that either. How much more time until midnight?"
"About five minutes."
"Oh." She pulled away. "I'm going to go get more wine."
Mamoru caught her wrist. "If you do, you won't make it."
Usagi tugged her arm a few times and, when he didn't relent, decided to try and drag him along with her. "Yes, I will. I promise."
He guessed by the way she yawned and nearly ate carpet that she was wrong. "I think you should sit down." Then, with one good tug, he dragged her back to his arms. "Now come on, we can watch T.V. or something."
But by the time they made it to the couch, she had already passed out against his shoulder.