[Backdated to after Mike's departure -- a text message sent to Nyx's phone]

[rivalkidneypunch]

Holy shit you gotta get over here

I got Smeargle totally wasted

we could have SO MUCH FUN with this

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[doodle-beagle.livejournal.com]

*Whoops prolly a second or two after you sent that text Smee's all up on you trying to see* What'cha doiiiiin', Char-melon?~ I wanna knoooow!

[ghostly-nyx.livejournal.com]

Hell yes on my way.

*And, within a couple of minutes, there is a Nyx knocking on Char's door with a massive grin on her face.*

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

[Oh shit Smee. He's just gonna. Quickly close his phone up now.]

...Did you just call me melon? Don't worry 'bout it none, kid. I figured as long as we're havin' a good time, we may as well get Nyx in on it.

[And there's the knock. He shoves another bottle over Smee's way.] Here. Live it up while we're still young, right?

[That's about when he gets up and answers the door, giving dear old Casper a "this is gonna be goooood" smirk.] C'mon in.

[ghostly-nyx.livejournal.com]

*Nyx returns that smirk, and finds herself a seat.*
So what's this all about? Here I was thinkin' she was one of those girl-scout types.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Go easy on her, Casper. She just got humped and dumped. I figured we could ease the pain a little, y'know? Help the poor girl get it all out of her system.

[He returns to his previous spot and gives Smeargle the most sympathetic look a guy like him is capable of.] You feelin' any better, kid?