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Who:

popsometags, their cr, their cr's cr...
When: Early April
Where: Source Below: Cerealia's most surreal karaoke bar
What: How do you come to terms with death and disappearance? Get hammered and sing about it, obviously.
Rating/Warning: alcohol, hot tubs, death mentions, and j-pop

Ket Whiss is gone for good, and Minato has returned from his PLAYER ONE GAME OVER moment, courtesy of a hungry monster. And there's the residual trauma of everyone's jungle/elemental adventures.

So, well. Why not have a party?

Source Below is Cerealia's most popular — and most surreal — karaoke bar. It features a costume closet, with hundreds of outfits to try on, for that full idol experience. There are themed rooms: one with overflowing candy, another built to resemble the interior of a spaceship, one full of robotic cats who yowl in time with the music, to a pitch-black room filled with pairs of enormous, glowing, slowly-blinking eyes....

But Team Catastrophe's party isn't in any of these, because none of these losers made a reservation. Instead, they got stuck with the only one left, covered in white tile, with a hot tub in the center.

This is a bad idea on so many levels, but it's not as if that's ever stopped anybody.

(ooc: open to any extended cr, feel free to handwave how you heard about it. the more the merrier!)

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[ That gets Yu to laugh. It's funny to see Minato so unwound. He can tell that Minato only cares about the singing. So Yu will hop up to sit on the edge of the tub, though he already knows he's going to get water everywhere. ]

Do we even have towels?

Maybe not, but don't worry about getting some if you need it. [And now Minato's nodding in Hyoubu's direction...by this time he's probably drunk and miserable, but who knows?]

He'll pay for it- the Major's really nice and generous, and he's probably kind of upset that Whiss-san isn't here any more. He's not usually like this.

[Says the one blabbering twice as much as he usually does.]

[ He pulls his legs up, bracing his heels on the lip of the hot tub so that all the water running off him drains into it, instead of, you know, off onto everything else. ]

I could always just take my pants off, too.

[ With that lightness of tone that makes you unsure if he's kidding or not. He's noticing Minato's babbling, and the subject it's headed towards, and this is his only response. ]

[Good call, Yu. It's rare that Minato starts babbling about nothing in particular and he'd normally return a flat stare in response to the idea of more stripping, but he's drunk enough right now to laugh it off lightly.]

If you want to, you're in good company anyway. [Gosh, what's up with his friends and posing naked in a karaoke room anyway? Not that he isn't tempted by the inviting hot water, but he's too absorbed with singing by far to indulge himself in the bath.]

I should get out too, but it feels so nice in here... [And he really does look like he's going to stay in there with his clothes on unless he's dragged out, dear lord!]

[ He doesn't plan to get naked, he has boxers on, after all. And he has his dignity.

The first comment wrings a grin out of him, but he doesn't reply to it. Instead he only focuses on the second, his expression shifting into amused incredulity. ]

You'll give yourself a fever if you stay in there like that. [ With all his clothes on... he'll overheat. ]

[That is quite the understatement given that Minato is already overheating from the combined effects of the hot tub and his own drunken escapades. Thankfully he's not too far gone to have what Yu says flying over his head, but he's still not climbing out of the tub, choosing to mull over Yu's comment instead with a hand against his chin.]

Eh? But I don't have anything to wear...do you think I could use my Persona to dry my clothes? [Not a bad idea in theory, except maybe for the part where Seth is huge and not at all a suitable replacement for a hairdryer.]

You could, but you'd blow all the rest of us away, too.

[ Oh trust, Yu's picturing that carnage. People and glasses and karaoke equipment all flying because Minato wanted to try his clothes.... ]

[One intense look over the karaoke lounge later:]

Probably a bad idea then. [Only probably? At least Minato's trying his best to wring out his clothes before stepping out of the bathtub with just one instance of stumbling.] I'll just look for the restroom...

[ Startled, Yu just watches, making no real move to stop him. He's been sitting braced on the edge of the hot tub for a minute or two now as they've spoken, and a lot of the water has sluiced off of him, but he's still soaking wet. Minato, on the other hand, is far worse, practically dumping buckets of water as he goes with all his sopping clothing. ]

Need a hand?

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Uh, sure. [There's enough water in Minato's clothes that it's weighing him down considerably, and he's honestly not sure if he even knows where the bathroom is.

Careful as he can be to not trip over the wires, he drips a trail of water right behind him making his way to the exit, only turning around to gesture at Yu when he has a hand placed on the door handle.]

[ Ah... he said yes.

Yu scrambles off the hot tub and does his best to follow his friend, barefoot, shirtless, and still quite wet himself. What a scene they're making.

Fortunately for them both, Yu does know where the restroom is, so he can keep them from going astray. ]

Minato-san, how much have you had to drink?

[ You know, out of curiosity. ]

Ah- [Minato's head dips as he feels a headache coming on from just thinking about it. Two cups at the beginning, then two shots before another five?]

About nine shots...I think. My head hurts. [From simple mathematics, no less.]

Maybe you should take it easy once we get back.

[ Once they're out in the hallway, Yu will point out the way to go. Never mind that other patrons going to and from other rooms are definitely staring at them. ]

I really should unless I fall asleep first. [Minato's too focused on trying not to get sick to really notice the patrons, and he stumbles a little taking a few steps in the direction Yu showed to him, absently wondering if crabs walk differently when they're drunk.

Crabs don't drink, Minato.

They eventually make their way to the washroom, and a queasy Minato excuses himself to...well, purge himself of his regrets, to put it lightly before making his way to the sink and attempting to dry his clothes.]

Let's get back before something else happens.