After a few minutes of waiting for someone to tell her what she had missed, Lëowen assumed that she hadn't missed anything and got up. Rubbing her stiff neck, Lëowen swore not to ever fall asleep on a bar again.
Walking across the dance floor, she stopped for a moment to yell at the top of her lungs, "DO THE WAVE FOR BOROMIR THE DISCO KING!" Before ducking out of the way and continuing her journey to no where. A flash of yellow caught her eye. A chicken! Smiling, Lëowen walked over to where the chicken sat, gazing wistfully at an guest she knew to be Thoriel.
[ May 03, 2003: Message edited by: Nuinatariel ]
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