"Firewhiskey isn't supposed to be that strong..." replied Alice, taking a sip. "Yeesh, I'm tired." Alice got up to stretch her legs, peering out into the hall. "Party still goin' strong..."
"It isn't strong. That's why i'm surprised..." hazel remarked, taking a sip from her own glass. "The party is still going, I'm sure. Raves, they can last for ages!" she explained, biting into a pop tart. "Mmm...muggles have lovely junk food!"
"Actually, too much "sugar" in your system can seriously affect your skin condition," Alice replied, sitting on the bed. "And make you f***ing fat, as well."
Kairu laughed, taking another pastry. "I don't think we can do that at this time of nigh!" She said, checking her watch. She got up, ignoring smith's groans. "Let's go dance!"
((No, no it's fine. I just made it so that they got back for a brief period in their sixth year))
Alice looked around the room. "Seems to be getting late. And there's only a few of us left," she said, glancing around. "Kairu, mind if we stay here for the night? It'll be bad if we get caught in the halls after hours."
Kairu laughed. "I'm pretty sure he's not getting laid." She leaned towards the girls, whispering. "We swore off drunk sex. I think you guys can sleep here... it'd be much better then filtch and his sex-slave cat!" She laughed again, rolling her eyes.
"I know, right?" Kairu snickered. "Truth or dare, my loves?" She said, smiling. Kairu flopped onto the couch next to Alice. She tied up her hair. "Wait, what about me...?" Smth mumbled. He sat on Kairu. "You can go sleep under my bed." Kairu poked, making a face.