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

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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!

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[recompiling]

[He'd barely caught himself, but he's grateful they're going to ignore it. He really doesn't want to discuss it with this pounding headache.

Anon doesn't particularly try to disengage from Jalen, though he shifts back a little himself. And he tries very hard to consider that question.]

... Blue. Too much blue.

[And there's something about Gem and Gibson and Jalen's shirt but he's not going to bring that up yet.]

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[ Another sigh. Creator, if this is what Users go through every time they imbibe... ]

... Yes, there was that. Quite a lot of drinking.

[ Jalen doesn't remember how his clothes went missing, but he's sure there's a very, very good reason. ]

[recompiling]

... Will not do that again.

[Or that much, at least. He prefers remembering how things happen. And why he's sleeping against an Arjian after conspiring to get his clothes off. Erk.]

Think there was something about... you wearing too much.

[At least Anon is polite enough to find somewhere else to look?]

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[ Jalen appreciates the thought, Anon, but he's essentially decided to throw modesty out the window in order to get this headache under control. Still not moving, though. ]

Was there.

[ Go on. ]

[recompiling]

[Anon is fully clothed here. He will always respect other programs' modesty. Though he isn't moving farther away. He just wishes there was some way to turn down the sun from here.]

... Correct.

[He's not going to rat out his bro, man.]

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[ That's hardly enough to go on. ]

Is there anything else you'd like to add?

[ he's quite interested now, you see. ]

[recompiling]

[D-don't do that, he can't say no to your face.]

Gem and I... may have been... involved. In removing them.

[All the embarrassed. It is his.]

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[ Don't be embarrassed, Anon. Jalen's not angry with you. ]

I see.

Any particular reason why, or was this done on a whim?

[recompiling]

[Anon gets embarrassed easily. Considering that he'd be absolutely mortified if he was lacking more clothes right now.]

Think someone was simply tired of your clothing.

[... if he doesn't say that someone's name no one can figure it out, right?
... right?]

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[ Wishful thinking. Jalen cracks a small smile, though, despite the pain in his head. ]

And would this 'someone' be named 'Gibson', by any chance?

[ Gibson hasn't exactly made a secret of finding Jalen's clothing unnecessary. ]

[recompiling]

[Gibson is not subtle about that kind of thing at all. Anon lets out a low staticky noise and nods slightly after a moment.

He's not going to point fingers or anything but they were all kind of drunk and it seemed like a great plan at the time.]