07-08-2017, 07:37 PM
After Isabelle spent way too long in the bathtub, she went down to the 24 hour pharmacy down the street that her phone pointed out to her. She asked the late-night clerk who directed her towards a hangover cure, the Alchemist’s Friend, and bought a vial. She also purchased some sugar coated donuts and milk for breakfast and some paper plates.
With a bag full of groceries, she rode back through the night sea air and went back to her hotel room. She put away her purchases and made herself cozy on the couch, eager to get some shut eye after a very eventful day.
She awoke to hearing her house guest quietly moaning. Isabelle rubbed the sand out of her eyes and climbed to her feet. She grabbed the vial and walked the expanse of the gigantic hotel room towards the bed.
Rosie was squirming around, wriggling in place with her paws over her eyes.
“Raaaaawr, it’s so bright! It’s so bright!”
Isabelle moved to the gigantic room sized windows and scanned around. She spotted a giant button that read “to lower/raise curtains.” Smashing it with a paw caused a ton of them to drop in unison, causing her to topple backwards onto the bed, nearly knocking off Rosie.
The sudden air time knocked her from her senses a bit. She blinked her as she looked around confused.
Izzy crawled over to her and propped her up with one paw. She pulled off the cork with her teeth and held up the vial to her mouth.
“Drink this, it’ll help with your hangover.”
It took her a few seconds to process, but she eventually grabbed the glass container and chugged it like it was a soda. As she pulled away, she let out a big breath.
“Ahhh, thank you beautiful stranger! My head still hurts though.”
“It’s going to take a minute.” She assured her. “Also, I’m Isabelle.”
“Oh?” She said drowsily while her head still span. “I used to know a-”
Suddenly her eyes widened as Izzy’s eyes met her’s. Her mouth dropped agape at the sudden appearance of someone in her past, but it quickly morphed into a big ol’ smile. She leapt forward and gave the pup a big ol’ bear hug.
“Isabelle! Oh my gosh it’s so good to see you!” She cried out gleefully before pulling back a bit so she can express her excitement with her arms. “I’m so glad! I hadn’t seen anyone from the village since I came here! I thought I was the only one! And luck would have it I would run into one of the best!”
She nuzzled the back of her paw as she clasped them together.
“Oh this meeting must have been fated..”
“Well, I’m quite glad to see you, too!” She said, blushing at being called one of the best.
“Hey Izzy...” she began, concern in her voice. “Why am I in my underwear? Did… did something happen between us?”
“No!” Isabelle backed away a few inches. “You were thrown out at the club, you were drunk, so I brought you here to recover. That’s all that happened!”
“Oh yeah, I remember that! Yeah, the bugle boys must have spiked my drink again. They know I talk dirty when I’m drunk so they like doing it. I always get blamed for it, it’s really annoying.”
Well, that explains a number of things.
“And then I…” She thought for a moment before her eyes shot open. “Lap dance...”
“Uh! Well, yes, but it was an accident. I mean,” she thought her words carefully as Rosie watched her, head cocked to one side. “I saw you on the posters outside, so I asked the bouncer if I could talk to you after bribing him, and I think he mistook what I was asking for...”
“Ah! I see!” She smiled. “Well, I don’t mind! You’ve done so much for my town, I can’t imagine someone else who would have deserved it more! I’ll just take it as a compliment that you enjoyed it so much!”
“How did you… I mean, what makes you think I enjoyed it?” Isabelle said nudging away a bit more, but Rosie moved in close and slyly looked into her eyes.
“Because no client that’s ever had that look on their face while I was doing my job, ever went on to say they were dissatisfied.” She said in a deeper voice.
Isabelle’s face was already beet red.
“Let me go prepare breakfast!” The pup said as she retreated to the kitchen to prepare the donuts from the night before.
Rosie chuckled at her embarrassment.
“I think I have the day off! Maybe as thanks for taking care of me, we can go to the beach!” She said as she got out the water bed. “I’ve been itching for a beach day!”
“That would be wonderful actually!” Izzy responded, not just glad at the change of subject; it would actually solve her recent loneliness issues. It was a little weird to have a platonic day at the beach with the person you just got a lap dance from the night before, but beggars can’t be choosers.
“Hey, by the way. Where are we? Is this your house?” Rosie said, finally noticing her surroundings. It was three times bigger than her apartment.
“Uh… Hotel room.” She said, a little anxious to reveal how much she splurged on this place.
“What? It’s way too big for a hotel room...” She said as she approached the window to take a peek, accidentally bumping into the curtain button.
The force of all the covers coming up at onces sent Rosie flying onto the bad. When she scrambled onto her back again, her eyes widened at the giant panoramic view of the beach that displayed before her.
“Isabelle!” She cried out in surprise, judging from the location from the beach and how high up they are, it didn’t take to long to put it together. “YOU HAVE A PENTHOUSE SUITE IN THE BEACHSIDE?”
With a bag full of groceries, she rode back through the night sea air and went back to her hotel room. She put away her purchases and made herself cozy on the couch, eager to get some shut eye after a very eventful day.
She awoke to hearing her house guest quietly moaning. Isabelle rubbed the sand out of her eyes and climbed to her feet. She grabbed the vial and walked the expanse of the gigantic hotel room towards the bed.
Rosie was squirming around, wriggling in place with her paws over her eyes.
“Raaaaawr, it’s so bright! It’s so bright!”
Isabelle moved to the gigantic room sized windows and scanned around. She spotted a giant button that read “to lower/raise curtains.” Smashing it with a paw caused a ton of them to drop in unison, causing her to topple backwards onto the bed, nearly knocking off Rosie.
The sudden air time knocked her from her senses a bit. She blinked her as she looked around confused.
Izzy crawled over to her and propped her up with one paw. She pulled off the cork with her teeth and held up the vial to her mouth.
“Drink this, it’ll help with your hangover.”
It took her a few seconds to process, but she eventually grabbed the glass container and chugged it like it was a soda. As she pulled away, she let out a big breath.
“Ahhh, thank you beautiful stranger! My head still hurts though.”
“It’s going to take a minute.” She assured her. “Also, I’m Isabelle.”
“Oh?” She said drowsily while her head still span. “I used to know a-”
Suddenly her eyes widened as Izzy’s eyes met her’s. Her mouth dropped agape at the sudden appearance of someone in her past, but it quickly morphed into a big ol’ smile. She leapt forward and gave the pup a big ol’ bear hug.
“Isabelle! Oh my gosh it’s so good to see you!” She cried out gleefully before pulling back a bit so she can express her excitement with her arms. “I’m so glad! I hadn’t seen anyone from the village since I came here! I thought I was the only one! And luck would have it I would run into one of the best!”
She nuzzled the back of her paw as she clasped them together.
“Oh this meeting must have been fated..”
“Well, I’m quite glad to see you, too!” She said, blushing at being called one of the best.
“Hey Izzy...” she began, concern in her voice. “Why am I in my underwear? Did… did something happen between us?”
“No!” Isabelle backed away a few inches. “You were thrown out at the club, you were drunk, so I brought you here to recover. That’s all that happened!”
“Oh yeah, I remember that! Yeah, the bugle boys must have spiked my drink again. They know I talk dirty when I’m drunk so they like doing it. I always get blamed for it, it’s really annoying.”
Well, that explains a number of things.
“And then I…” She thought for a moment before her eyes shot open. “Lap dance...”
“Uh! Well, yes, but it was an accident. I mean,” she thought her words carefully as Rosie watched her, head cocked to one side. “I saw you on the posters outside, so I asked the bouncer if I could talk to you after bribing him, and I think he mistook what I was asking for...”
“Ah! I see!” She smiled. “Well, I don’t mind! You’ve done so much for my town, I can’t imagine someone else who would have deserved it more! I’ll just take it as a compliment that you enjoyed it so much!”
“How did you… I mean, what makes you think I enjoyed it?” Isabelle said nudging away a bit more, but Rosie moved in close and slyly looked into her eyes.
“Because no client that’s ever had that look on their face while I was doing my job, ever went on to say they were dissatisfied.” She said in a deeper voice.
Isabelle’s face was already beet red.
“Let me go prepare breakfast!” The pup said as she retreated to the kitchen to prepare the donuts from the night before.
Rosie chuckled at her embarrassment.
“I think I have the day off! Maybe as thanks for taking care of me, we can go to the beach!” She said as she got out the water bed. “I’ve been itching for a beach day!”
“That would be wonderful actually!” Izzy responded, not just glad at the change of subject; it would actually solve her recent loneliness issues. It was a little weird to have a platonic day at the beach with the person you just got a lap dance from the night before, but beggars can’t be choosers.
“Hey, by the way. Where are we? Is this your house?” Rosie said, finally noticing her surroundings. It was three times bigger than her apartment.
“Uh… Hotel room.” She said, a little anxious to reveal how much she splurged on this place.
“What? It’s way too big for a hotel room...” She said as she approached the window to take a peek, accidentally bumping into the curtain button.
The force of all the covers coming up at onces sent Rosie flying onto the bad. When she scrambled onto her back again, her eyes widened at the giant panoramic view of the beach that displayed before her.
“Isabelle!” She cried out in surprise, judging from the location from the beach and how high up they are, it didn’t take to long to put it together. “YOU HAVE A PENTHOUSE SUITE IN THE BEACHSIDE?”
Quote:To be continued unabridged in the “Beach Filler Episode” thread. If you don’t care about the slice of life fluff, plot relevant posts will be released in quotes below..
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