so there was this once drunk party last night...

[hyperlethality.livejournal.com]

THE MORNING AFTER MEME

 

Last night was great. You drank, you gambled, you ran around naked, you hooked up with a girl/guy or three-- too bad you can't remember it. Waking up in a hotel bed isn't so bad but...

Who is this person next to you?

You know how it is, folks!

1. Post with your character.
2. Tag other people and try and piece the night together or not. Up to you.
3. Anything allowed so long as muns are cool with it.
4. Profit!

Comments

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

I even went the extra, gentlemanly mile and put pants on before reaching for the lamp. Wasn't going to get my inside bits turned into my outside bits without being properly dressed and caffeinated.

[ Never thought he'd be saying that. ]

Was that a request for coffee, or do I need to hop the galaxy and pick up Mr. Taylor?

[ He couldn't resist getting that in before disappearing into the kitchenette. ]

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Shit, it's practically a finishing school education.

[Shepard slid to the side of the bed and swung her legs over. The fact that she could feel her pulse behind her eyes was a mediocre sign. No standing until coffee. Whatever. She'd find her pants in a minute.]

Coffee, unless you want me to eviscerate you instead.

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

We should just skip the ceremony and knight my ass now.

[ He reapers with two mugs, steaming with vitamin coffee. ]

They were never on my crew- but this sure as hell isn't the first time this has happened. I have the comfort of knowing I don't have to go looking for my wallet or anyone named Bunny for the rest of the day.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Shit, between Parker and Goto I'm surprised you know where your wallet is.

[Shepard takes one from him casually and drinks it slowly. Fortunately, the temperature keeps her from throwing it back. Ah planning.]

Must have been one hell of a party. [Shepard mused:] Wonder how many fingers I'll have to break to get all the footage.