Earwig Campfire | Way Late Thursday Night

[suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com]

After an afternoon, evening, and night of--if you can imagine it, it happened--debauchery, Barney and Robin were trying to stumble home. Where home was their respective cabins in the preserve and stumbling was a very alcohol-induced manner of falling from tree to tree.

"I am A LOCUST," Barney drunkenly announced to no one at all as he fell into the thankfully cold Earwig firepit and started loosening his tie. He looked over to Robin and blinked. "I think we're here, Pauly D." Her hair had been begging for that name ever since the stripper tucked his g-string over her head.

It was Robin's last night of...anything interesting. He'd showed her a good time.

[Open, so so open.]

Comments

[suit-of-awesome.livejournal.com]

"...that sounds like a challenge, Pauly." A really good one.

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

"Pedopile," Robin decided, leaning back against a log. That's not how that word was supposed to be said, but she didn't correct it. "If you leave Katie 'lone I'll help you get into Ted's sister's panties."