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!

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[alphaclass.livejournal.com]

[ oh, Creator. No. Is that? Did he? ]

Blue. Yes, the drink. I see.

[ he almost doesn't want to know what's happened, but when Gibson's involved, it's generally good to get all the details. And he can definitely see Gibson's head over the curve of the Siren's pale shoulder. ]

[theshirtlessiso.livejournal.com]

[Is Gibson the only one in this bed not experiencing feelings of abject horror and panic over their current circumstances?

... yes? Well, all right then. (Give him a minute for things to register beyond oh User almighty the sun is bright and this bed is actually kinda comfy.)]

For the record? Not my fault.

[survivethesiren]

You were the one who told me to derezz Jalen's shirt, Gibson. And cape.

[Yes, she might have tossed you under the light cycle. But she doesn't move from between them, simply shifting herself to a better sitting position.]

[alphaclass.livejournal.com]

[ He what. ]

Ah. So that was you.

[ he's not angry, but why. ]

[theshirtlessiso.livejournal.com]

[Gibson's still basically face-down in the mattress, trying to use it to block out most of the light.

... it's not really doing wonders for his conversational abilities, to be quite honest.]

Didn't have to listen to me, though--and technically I just said the shirt.

And I'm pretty sure none of this [lazy arm-wave encapsulating the contents of the bed] is my fault.

[survivethesiren]

[Her head was hurting too much for this. Gem let herself fall back into a prone position between them, rubbing her temples. This should be more bothersome, but her whole everything hurt too much to care.]

Well I'm sure it isn't mine.

[Yes she could seduce but...why would she have?]