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

[getmeagun.livejournal.com]

[Stephen just lets out an irritated huff, trying to glare (at nothing) while keeping his eyes firmly closed.]

... leggo.

[oh jesus christ his voice is so full of fuck. At least it's vaguely interpretable as words, right?]

[aderpable.livejournal.com]

[ It's totally comprehensible. If you speak voicefuck. ]

Nnnnnnnm. [ that's code for: nope.avi, and he'll just tighten his grip. Why yes, Connor does exist specifically to make your life hell, and no, he does not gaf! Good luck. ]

[getmeagun.livejournal.com]

[Voicefuck is a legit foreign language usually acquired somewhere during university, okay. It's not Stephen's fault Connor didn't pick it up somewhere along the line.]

[oh, the hell with this. Stephen sighs irritably as that grip around him tightens, then sends an elbow back at the other person's ribs. It's not exactly a hard jab, but he means business--and you didn't have the courtesy to let go when he tried to get out the first few times.]

[aderpable.livejournal.com]

[ hrgh why is his pillow continuing to move -- !? ]

Ow.

[ the reaction is extremely subdued compared to actual pain felt, but Connor fails at getting up short of being yelled at or getting dumped on with cold water. Still, ow. Owowow. He'll just flinch away and grimace a little, waking up COMPLETELY AGAINST HIS WILL thanks a lot.

Bleary blink of bleariness. ]

Whozzat?