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

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

[How about 'roid cuddles instead? >)]

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

[TABLE TURNING.

Please try not to crush him in your STRONG embrace, Equius. He'll just be squirming a little once he realizes something has a grip on him.]

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't even realize it at first. And then, slowly, through the haze of sleep, he feels the squirm.]

Mmm... what?

[...well would you look at that.]

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

Equius...

[SQUIRM.]

Let go.

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

[...ah.]

Apologies. [Rolls off.]

...What happened last night, Makara?

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

[Better. This doesn't mean he feels like getting up yet, though.]

...I don't motherfuckin' know.

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

[That's fine with Equius. Even this STRENGTH hasn't totally stopped the killer hangover.]

...that makes two of us, then.

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

Fuck. I don't even remember fallin' asleep.

[...He hasn't hurt anyone, has he? Shit.]

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

I assume we got rather caught up in some lewd party of some kind. I'm very disappointed in myself for whatever behavior I must have displayed.

[looks curiously at Gamzee]

I wonder how this happened, exactly.

[He doesn't sound particularly upset, or even concerned.]

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

Don't be embarrassed if you don't even motherfuckin' know what you did yet.

[Gamzee just keeps his eyes shut and covers them with a hand, refusing to move.]

What did we have? And what motherfucker gave it to us so I can kill them?

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

[Equius leans back against the headboard, trying to stave off his own headache by massaging his temple.]

I don't know, but when we find out I will gladly help you.

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

Good.

...You get on that. 'M just gonna lay the fuck here.

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

[Now?] R-right.

[He gets up, wobbles around for a second, then sits back heavily on the bed.]

In a minute...

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

[Gamzee snorts.]

Didn't say right now, stupid.

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

[Have a glare for the stupid comment. Not that you can see easily through the sunglasses (that miraculously stuck around).]

You said to get on it, I was trying to.

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

[The reply is waved off lazily, the other troll still having his eyes covered.]

No rush.

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[Equius watches him for a second, then flops back down on the bed, making the whole thing creak. Hangovers shouldn't affect highbloods, it's just not even fair.]

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

...Whatever we did, we keep ourselves from doin' it again in the future.

Deal?

[brokenbowfetish.livejournal.com]

Of course.

Though it would be easier if we actually knew what that was.

[feartheclown.livejournal.com]

Nnf.

[That's short for 'I'll figure it out later.]