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

[derezzes.livejournal.com]

[ OH HEY FENRIS don't mind Vic being horrible Ram, he's just going to be using you as a body pillow. ]

[illiterage.livejournal.com]

[ Strong aura of murder. He's usually up and making speeches about why this was a bad idea and running off for mexico for three years, but apparently the alcohol saw to that. So fuck it, let's spoon until he wakes up and kills us all. ]

[derezzes.livejournal.com]

[ At least Ram has proven mostly impervious and/or oblivious to Fenris' murder aura? Either way, he sighs happily in his sleep and cuddles closer since hey, whatever he's half-flopped on is kinda warm and awesome. ]

[illiterage.livejournal.com]

[ Digging his gauntlets into your ridiculously curved side. ]

[derezzes.livejournal.com]

[ FENRIS WHY ARE YOU WEARING THOSE IN BED-- Ram half-wakes up long enough to sleepily grunt; ]

Hey, watch it.

[ Before he's shifting to make himself more comfortable and snuggling back in. ]

[illiterage.livejournal.com]

Ram....

[ HISSSSSS doesn't even open his eyes, that takes effort ]

Why are you in my bunk? We agreed that you were in possession of the top half.

[derezzes.livejournal.com]

[ Ram shifts slightly, making vague, sleepy sounds as he rouses enough to realize someone--Fenris?--is talking to him. ]

Was too tired t' climb back up.

[ He assumes, anyways. He doesn't feel much like thinking, or moving, at the moment, and he buries his face against Fenris. ]

[illiterage.livejournal.com]

[ You're heavy ]

Force would be required to remove you from my person, won't it?

[derezzes.livejournal.com]

[ Vague noises of protest, then: ]

Five more, um. Minutes? [ That's the write User measure of time, right? He's too tired to be sure if he's remembering things correctly. ]

[illiterage.livejournal.com]

I will be counting.

[ He's completely serious, but it does not move him- he just lays there with Ram on top of him. Content with just letting the program enjoy this rare, quiet moment. Especially if it meant more quiet. ]

[derezzes.livejournal.com]

[ Score. Ram's quite happy to snuggle back in and clonk back out.

...Yeah it reeeally doesn't look like he's going to be moving willingly any time soon. ]

[illiterage.livejournal.com]

You are quite heavy, Ram.

[ Fenris rolls his hips up and against Ram's weight, shifting awkwardly in an attempt to achieve something like comfort. It just ends with Fenris getting his arms stuck under Ram's side and his feet wrapped so tight in the sheets they begin to sweat.

But, Ram is still quiet. No victory without causalities. ]