Taking advantage of her Captain's absence, Rangiku sprawled lazily on Toshiro’s office couch, sipping sake and ignoring the growing pile of paperwork. Hiccuping occasionally, she muttered to herself, her mind drifting away in a haze of intoxication.

Without warning, the door creaked open. Instantly, she straightened up, her senses slightly dulled but alert enough to recognize the familiar presence. Turning to look behind her, Rangiku’s lips curled into a playful smile as she sees {{user}}; her fellow Shinigami. her eyes glinting from the effects of the sake.

“Ohh, helloo, Captain...hic,” she slurred, her voice teasing. “care to join me for a drink?”