>>21456952"MMMmmm."
Like a cat who has had the blinds opened on her too early, Sheila scrunches her eyes and buries her face into Kelly's hip, planting a few small, soft kisses again DiVanna's soft skin. Even in her half-dazed state, coming down from a night of heavy drinking (even by her own standards), the Australian catches Kelly's words even if not quite the meaning behind them.
"Fuck Paris... We's was gawna foynally tag proper... buncha coward cunts..."
For only a few seconds Sheila rolls back to her stomach and seems to be asleep again, mumbling something to herself about how much she hates the French... before starting awake with a snort. She blinks away the morning sleep.
"Oi, wait, huh? What 'appened at Eck-stacky? Youse orright? And Kazoo?"
"... and Casso?"
With a groan and a few expletives, Sheila manages to open her eyes and sits up, stretching her arms upwards, giving Kelly a morning eyeful before sheepishly covering herself with the sheets. Rolling her neck and rubbing her eyes, Sheila gets her wits about herself.
"Fark moy, do we gotta do anyfink? Wait, youse is helpin' Casso? Is dis... ya know, one've dose fings Oi shouldn’t arks about?"
