From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 02:19 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

Gray was miserable. He hated to admit it to himself, but he was miserable. That last thing Frankie had said to him before running back inside really stuck in his head. He milled over it, smoking the rest of what had been a full pack at the beginning of the night.

Now he was surrounded by cigarette butts, and pretty drunk. He hadn't seen Hunter at all (which upset him more than he cared to admit) and Frankie rejected him in favor for some sophomore girl. He was wasted and still wearing that stupid mask--though remembering this, he pulled it off and threw it on the ground in front of him.

What a loser. He thought as he lit up his last cigarette. How the mighty had fallen. Or something.

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 02:34 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

Michiko was riding a high from the night. Hanging out with two of her best friends and then macking on Gael! Success! But she needed a cigarette, desperately. She hadn't had one all night and was dying. She stumbled her way through the hall and outside.

"Broooooooooding," she trilled when she saw the figure slumped over and surrounded by cigarette butts. "Why are you brooooooooooding?" She moved closer and saw that it was Grey. "Oooooooooooo! Gregoire!" she threw an arm around his shoulder. "Come on big booombah, cheer up!"

She took out her own cigarette and lit it. "I can share some ciggy butts with you if you're out," she offered.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 02:40 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"Heeey," Gray responded less enthusiastically than normal, but he smiled at Michiko all the same. He was glad to see her.

"I can spot you, later. Later or something," he slurred, pulling her into a half-hug.

"Good night?" He shifted the subject, but it was clear he wasn't thrilled.

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 03:07 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

Michiko laughed. "We borrow so many ciggy butts from each other we'll end up breaking even some day Gregoire," she said giggling. She snuggled up next to her tall friend and his half-hug.

"Amazing night! I hung out with Keegan, I danced with Mari, she got me drunk for the first time since the little guy, and then... then I hit on Gael, you would have been sooooo friggin proud, I was like HEY! Wanna have a shower with me and Mari! and everyone was like WHHHHHAAAAAATTT?" she kept on laughing right through her story.

"What about you though?" she nudged him a little. "Why are you wearing this little pouty puss," she took his chin in her hand and gave it a little shake.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 10:04 am (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"One day," Gray mused, nearly giggling himself as Michiko continued on with her story.

"You haven't changed one bit, have you?" He tried to contain his smirk, but the alcohol in his system had other plans and he snerked--practically beaming at her.

"You would think with the baby-- well, your life-- I thought you'd be different. But you're not, are you?" Insert foot in mouth.

"I don't know," he shrugged. "I was waiting for Hu--" He stopped himself. "I don't know, I don't know. It's just a night, yeah? It's not really an issue. Just off my game."

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 03:02 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

Michiko laughed brightly. "I haven't changed one bit. Sure things are different with the little guy but I'm not different. Did you think I was going to turn into some meemaw?" she asked still laughing. "I'm Michiko God Damn Passos, aint nothin gonna change that!" she proclaimed.

Oh. Hunter. Yeah, she hadn't seen her tonight either. She scowled momentarily then brightened right up. "And you sir are Gregoire Fucking Leclaire, you are not Mr. Broody McBroody Pants!" she nuzzled his neck a little. "You are the game Gregoire," she giggled.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 03:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"Maybe?" Gray smirked a little sheepishly.

He really was brooding more than he should have been, but it wasn't Hunter--or more specifically, not just her. Sure, she'd put him in his bad mood, but only Frankie could really crush his spirit the way she did.

"You're fucking right I am," he laughed, leaning his cheek against Michiko's head and pulling his arm tighter around her waist.

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 04:16 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"Well you stand corrected. No orthopedic shoes and four o'clock dinners for me yet!" she imagined things would be different if she didn't have such wonderful cousins who helped her out with Isamu, but that was food for thought when she wasn't ridiculously drunk.

Michiko was a huge fan of snuggling, and snuggling one of her closest friends was not out of the ordinary so when she felt Grey's arm tighter around her waist she draped her other arm around his midsection. She was glad to hear him laugh at least, she hated it when her friends were upset, especially Grey. "And now the game is get as wasted as possible and have fun with Michiko!" she proclaimed. She unwrapped her arm from Grey's midsection only long enough to get her flask, take a drink and hand it over to Grey.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 06:58 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"I said different, not middle-aged," Gray laughed, comfortably resting both of his arms around her waist in a somewhat looser hug--if only to allow for drinking.

He accepted the flask and took a swig of what ended up being... rum. Not bad. Not his favorite, but not bad. He returned the flask by pressing it into her collarbone, leaning down and resting his forehead against hers.

"I can play that game," he smirked quietly.

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 07:12 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"Well you should have known that whatever you expected... the opposite of that would have happened because that's how I roll baby," she smirked.

"I like this game," she took a swig and let her flask drop. She had never really been this close to Grey's face, but it didn't seem so weird at the time. She puckered her lips and moved in closer, attempting to press a kiss to his cheek.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 07:35 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"You roll like the opposite of how I think? Well... That explains why I've never slept with you, then." He was teasing. For the most part. Gray was all jokes. Whether or not he followed through with them completely depended on the girl he was macking on.

So when Michiko moved to kiss his cheek---he knew better. But it was the moment he was caught in. That moment he was caught in when he caught Michiko's lips with his.

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 07:41 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

Michiko hadn't been expecting that, he was kissing her... and she was kissing him back. She moved one of her hands to his face and scooted closer while still kissing him.

He was a good kisser and in her drunken state Michi wondered idly why she hadn't kissed him sooner.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 08:30 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

Gray's head was swimming, he felt dizzy, like he was drowning in Michiko's kiss. Michiko's kiss. Michiko. Oh fuck.

He pulled away abruptly (though his hands were still resting on her hips), taking a long, shaky gasp of air--like he couldn't breathe. Well, he felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Fuck." Gray shook his head, closing and opening his eyes as if it would wake him somehow. "Fuck. FUCK! I'm sorry. Shit!"

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 08:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

She hadn't kissed anyone in so long it was kinda nice... until she remembered it was Grey. Fuuuuuuuuuck.

Grey pulled away so abruptly that her breath caught in her throat. "Oh god," she croaked out. A mix of emotions poured forward. Her stomach suddenly flopped. Why doesn't he want to kiss me? Oh my god, it's because I'm fat.

"What's wrong?" she asked trying not to cry. "Is it because I had a kid? Oh god it's because I had a kid and I'm still fat and no one is ever going to want to make out with me," she couldn't help but panic.

	From: gregoire	Date: October 3rd, 2010 09:02 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"What?" Panic echoed in Gray's voice. "No. No! You--you're my best friend's girlfriend. I mean--you're my girlfriend's best friend. I mean, you're my friend."

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, suddenly feeling sick to his stomach.

"I have to go," he said abruptly, half-shoving, half pushing Michiko away from him. He broke into a run and made a b-line for the Lalaurie dorms... or would have. He only made it halfway before his stomach rebelled. So.. he threw up into a line of nearby bushes... in front of the Rienzi dorms.

	From: gimmeskittles	Date: October 3rd, 2010 09:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)
	Gray/Michiko

"Oh god," was the only thing she could muster. Tears pressed at her eyes and finally broke through. "Oh god," she covered her face. "Fine! Go!" she called after him and started stumbling away as Grey ran toward House Lalaurie.

She sobbed even harder when she heard him throw up in the distance. Oh god, I'm jut that disgusting. She found a place next to the building where she could sit for a while and finish off her flask, only hoping Mari would find her again or she could miraculously make her way to their room.