Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24080120-20140214001959/@comment-24261822-20140307183915

Talen opened the stall door in the bathroom when he heard a loud pop, followed by a fizzing noise. Looking around the bathroom, he saw that the floor was covered by some kind of soda. Talen washed his hands and tried to hop over the area that was spilled, but didn't clear all of it fell on the ground. Trying to get up, Talen realized that his top half had landed into the residue, and was stuck fast. Trying to overpower whatever was making him stick to the floor, Talen tried to pull his arms free, but only succeeded in ripping his sleeves off. Still trapped, Talen unbuttoned his vest, and then got up. Looking in the mirror, he looked at what was left of the upper part of his clothing; a black button up, minus the sleeves. Pulling out a silver flask (of lemonade), Talen took a swig, and proceeded to head back out to the table with Gyllen.

''Dang, the drinks here tonight really have a thing for me. Maybe I should just stick with my own.''