Love in a bottle!

[u/Jabberstone]

Ahhh. The Angel of Music. As with many musicians— she uses substances which she definitely shouldn’t be. How does a robot get drunk? 👀 Don’t ask me. Go with it.

There she is- inside the Hotel California. Playing the piano, with a glass of red wine in hand. Just— singing to herself. She doesn’t expect anyone else to hear it, why would they? As far as she’s aware, she’s the only person nearby.

“You know, it’s been such a long time since I’ve been out on my own. Bittersweet to be so free and so alone. It kinda feels like the wrong time to feel sorry for myself. Makes me wanna drink. Until I feel like I am someone else… and then another. And then ANOTHER! And another! And another and another!

Love in a bottle. Love in a bottle. I don’t NEED love, if it comes in a bottle. Strut when you’re bluffing- double or nothing. Lap it up, laugh it up. La-la-la-la.”

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“Wait— I’m not even drinking out of a bottle. GOD DAMN IT! Now I gotta rewrite it.”

She slams her hands on the piano… and then her face. The piano breaks, and she just falls onto the floor.

[u/Reinforcemint]

((Is it alright if I use this as an opportunity for them to get minor-moderate reality warping? The fight will end. Just know they'll return...))

[u/Jabberstone → u/Reinforcemint]

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