Oh Dear

This is what I get for not drinking coffee stuffs.
-VD: o.O? What's wrong?-
Metody offered to split a frappachino with Victor because the poor guy was looking so hot. Now, I knew a frap was a kind of coffee drink from Starbucks, and you all know Victor's rather exaggerated reaction to caffeine. However, I thought, "Half a cup of that slushy sweetened stuff? It shouldn't have too bad an effect on him."

I look it up today. Apparently it's made with espresso.
-RPD: *facepalm* Vic!-
Mea culpa! At least the soda incident taught him about his reaction -- he'll stop drinking if he notices his speech suddenly speeding up. Hopefully it'll be good otherwise, though -- there's extra chocolate and whipped cream involved. :D
-HD: . . . *has a look on his face that clearly says "I cannot believe I'm considering drinking COFFEE."*-
*giggles*
Anyway, not much to note today -- more RPing, watched "Terminator 2" (it's been AGES since I saw it), and played on a Twitter-based Spy Game. Currently at Level 3 -- I'm the casual, weekend spy. :p
-VD2: More accurately, it's Clockwork, since he's the one with a Twitter account.-
Hmmm, true. *tries to imagine Clockwork as a spy -- it's a difficult picture to call up*
Anyway, I feel like posting some Victor/Alice. As T2 has me in a somewhat-angsty mood, let's have that fic I was forced to poke around with:
( Kiss 16 -- So Long And Goodnight )

Okay, that was a little depressing. I'm off to read Etiquette Hell for a boost.
-MF: Yeah, wedding thoughts are a lot nicer than funeral thoughts.-