In which there is punching.

[griffonix]

[ Just an average Saturday night at the Griffonix. Of course that means it's fairly busy, but not unmanageable. There's a nice, relaxed atmosphere, and most patrons are familiar enough with the place that if they do have to wait, they don't mind it. People are making conversation over the music, and Madigan herself is behind the bar.

The bar is fairly busy as well, but she's got a good handle on things. Not that she isn't grateful for a sudden lull. It gives her a chance to catch her breath. ]

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[griffonix]

[ She lets out a soft laugh ] I know. If I believed any of that, I wouldn't be here.

[ She brushes Amelia's hair out of her face, but there's something far more gentle about the motion, even if she is just doing it so she can keep cleaning. ]

[recluserose]

He shouldn't have said that anyways.

But... at least you don't believe that. I don't think I'd be able to take it.

[griffonix]

What do you mean?

[recluserose]

You're a wonderful person and you've probably been through a lot more than me. And you always keep going forward. Me, I'm too sensitive, I barely know how to act around people, and I keep on making bad decisions.

[She bites her lip and rubs her eye as if trying to make sure it doesn't get misty.]

When I turned sixteen and I found out that it was going to take me years to actually grow up, I didn't know what to think. I saw people come and go, places changing, people moving on... everything changed so fast and I didn't have anyone. It's why I was such a recluse for so long.

[griffonix]

Oh, Amelia. Don't talk like that. You're wonderful yourself. You're kind, intelligent, steadfast... beautiful.

I am truly glad to have you in my life.

... Whatever happens, Amelia, you will always have me.

[recluserose]

Is that a promise?

[griffonix]

Of course it is.

[recluserose]

Thank you.

[And giving Madigan a kiss on the forehead c:]

[griffonix]

[ Oh. That was.

Oh. ]

... Amelia, do you have any plans for tomorrow?

[recluserose]

[Blink]

No, not really. Why?

[griffonix]

Would to like to stay with me tonight?

[recluserose]

Well... You stayed at my place before so... Sounds good to me!

[griffonix]

I'm glad. And after all of that, I'm more than ready to call it a night.

[recluserose]

Want me to recite more poetry?

[Amelia sober up already geez]

[griffonix]

[ That gets a laugh out of her. ] Maybe later.

Go ahead and head on up. I'm going to go grab Mel to watch the bar.

[recluserose]

Alright, but just letting you know!

[Well, at least she can walk]

[griffonix]

[ The enchantment on the door to her apartment should let her through while Madigan tracks down her second in command.

Mel takes a moment to tease Mads, though. "I saw the way you were looking at her~! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" But Madigan waves her off and heads up to her apartment. ]

[recluserose]

[Amelia's kind of... dead to the world right now since she's collapsed on the couch while waiting for Madigan.

But at her feet, Amelia magicked up a vase of bright colored flowers as if to say, "Welcome home."]

[griffonix]

[ Mads chuckles to herself. ] You are the sweetest thing.

[ She kicks off her heels and moves to the couch. No reason Amelia should sleep there when the bed is much more comfortable, and more than large enough for the both of them. It takes some figuring, but she manages to scoop her friend up, bridal style, and carry her towards the bedroom. ]

[recluserose]

[She won't stir for a while until she's in bed, but she does shift a bit to get comfortable as she's being carried]

[griffonix]

[ Amelia stop being so cute! Madigan sets her down in the bed, and removes her glasses to set them on the nightstand. She bends over to plant a kiss on the other woman's forehead, murmuring: ]

Good night, dearest.

[recluserose]

[And she murmurs back since her voice reaches her despite her slumber:]

Night.

[griffonix]

[ That just makes Madigan smile. She stays up a bit longer before finally deciding to call it a night and crawling into bed next to Amelia. ]

[recluserose]

[WAKE UP IN THE MORNING FEELING LIKE P... Ow.

That's Amelia's first thought when she wakes up and feels her hangover and her still kind of hurt nose. She didn't punch herself that hard, thankfully, but still. She stares at the ceiling blinking sleepily after glancing at Madigan.]

... Ow.

[griffonix]

Mm? [ Madigan rolls over, blinking sleepily. She does smile when Amelia finally comes into focus, though. ] Good morning to you too.