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Caritas | Wednesday

There were no ponies or other four legged animals in the bar tonight. Everyone had two legs (well, save for when the zombies started losing limbs) and two arms and the only mane in the bar was Nathan's luxurious head of hair so everything was good.

Luckily for Tino, Nathan hadn't really paid attention to the whole horse thing so he left Tino alone about the fact that he'd been a fucking horse for two days. Lucky Tino. Instead, Nathan was on a mission tonight. He was on a mission to get himself nice and drunk so he could stumble home and maybe pass out. He hadn't had a good night of drunken debauchery in awhile.

So, Nathan was drinking and Tino was taping up the zombies.

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There is a stage!

There are two bartenders!

It took neither a genius nor some kind of monkey interpreter to tell that Simon had wanted Ramona to keep him away from Nathan. And she'd been fully prepared to do so, except for how she knew Nathan wouldn't forgive her if he missed out on Barry the...whatever.

So Ramona wandered in, Simon peeking out of her purse, and took a seat at the bar, watching Nathan. "Are you testing stuff out for the customers?" she asked with a light smirk.

"Why the fuck is there a rat in your purse?" Nathan asked, staring and completely ignoring her question. "Did you get the ugliest fucking pet in existence?"

"Aw, I think he's sort of adorable," Ramona replied. "And he's not a pet. You get to guess who he is, though."

"I get to guess who he is?" Nathan repeated, giving the little rat thing a look. "I don't know. Your mom?"

Yeah, it was an old and tired joke but Nathan just thought that meant he could use it and be seen as cool. His logic was flawed.

[And if I disappear, it's prolly to hide from some possible storms.]

Simon dived back into her bag to hide at this point, while Ramona just fixed Nathan with a look. "Really? That's the best you can do?"

[whatevs, i know you hate me for reals.]

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Nathan shrugged and made no apologies. "Is it your mum? That'd be a little freaky, probably, having your mum turn into a fucking rat."

Nathan paused.

"Okay, maybe having your mum on the island in the first place would be the freaky part."

"Not my mom, and also not a rat. Think harder. Who actually lives on the island who might have turned into something with enormous, freaky eyes?" Ramona asked, fairly spelling it out, she thought.

"You act like I pay that close attention to people who aren't me." Please, he still thought Simon's actual name was Barry.

"You pay attention to me," she said. "And people who live with me," she added significantly.

"You have a roommate?" Okay, he wasn't that dim, he did know Ramona lived with Barry the pervert. "When did this happen?"

"Beginning of summer," she said conversationally. "It's okay, he's sort of easy to miss sometimes, what with the invisibility thing and how he's hiding in my purse at the moment."

"Ew, it's Barry!" Nathan said like that was the worst thing in the world. "Ramona, what if he shits in there? You should be more conscientious because animals do shit. You did when you were a chicken."

"First of all, gross, and secondly, you keep your human mind when you're transformed like that," Ramona said, making a face at him. "I was a very well-behaved chicken, and Simon's been really good, too. I couldn't just leave him alone in the room!"

"Why the fuck not?" Nathan wondered, giving her purse another look. "He probably would have just slept and then tried to go through your underwear drawer. If he keeps his human mind, he'll still wanna smell them even when he's a rat."

"I figured you'd be pissed if you missed seeing him like this," Ramona admitted, smiling a bit.

"That...is a very good point!" Nathan decided, reaching into his pocket to yank his phone off. "Get him outta there, I wanna take a fucking picture so I can send it back to the other shitheads back home."

"Will they believe you?" she asked reasonably.

"Well, I'm not gonna tell them it's fucking Simon," Nathan said, still trying to encourage the rat out of her purse. "I'm just gonna say I've got a new pet and isn't it the ugliest thing in the world. And I'll tell them I've named it Simon just for fucking fun and they'll love it. Well, Simon might cry but otherwise!"

"You can take a picture if you promise to get me drunk tonight," Ramona replied, now trying to coax Simon out.

Thank god he was still intelligent. Poor thing was probably going to be in better shape than either of them.

"I can get you drunk with my eyes fucking closed," Nathan told her, grinning widely at getting to see Barry looking like a rat. Man, it sucked that he couldn't tell everyone back home what he was but he didn't want people thinking he was fucking mental.

There is a back room!

There is an OOC! I'm around but might be slow as I'm dealing with some things.

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