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"Jabber. I dunno how much ya were awake for," Zanka says, twisting to dislodge the woman from her back. "But our roommates are datin'. And Momoa ain't pickin' yer sorry ass up, so it looks like yer takin' a couch nap here tonight."
Jabber giggles, seemingly unbothered by the fact that she just woke up in an unfamiliar place. "Aww, you're not takin' me back to your room? Carryin' a gal home with those big strong arms just to leave her on the couch? Make it make sense, Zan-Zan…" she pouts.
Or: Zanka finds the creepy new girl from her gym drunk on the street and makes a difficult decision.