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

[savor-last-shot.livejournal.com]

Maybe I'm just getting better at reading you.

_{[There was a smile in his voice. Teasing Shepard was fun by itself, after all. He let his eyes close - helped with the light sensitivity, anyway - and made a little noise of pleasure as her fingers slid back.]}

Or maybe I've just gotten better at guessing-

_{[That's when playing chicken with a hangover swings from, "exciting, but mildly uncomfortable" to "very uncomfortable and only a little exciting". He frowned - well, it was there in his voice. A bit hard to frown without lip - and sat up, despite the accompanying throb in his head.]}

...probably a good idea.

_{[As much as he enjoyed the idea of sex that he could actually remember, making sure he and Shepard didn't end up miserable little balls of pain and misery for the next day or two was a bit higher up on the priority list. He slid an arm around her for support.]}

I'll have to get you when we're not nursing the mother of all hangovers.

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

Agreed. Rain check.

[Shepard climbed off him gingerly and dropped back to the bed, pulling Garrus with her. Despite her earlier objection, she could probably sleep for the next few days if this headache persisted. She took a moment to get comfortable again and, before she closed her eyes, she managed:]

Next one conscious has to look for painkillers.