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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AND SOMETIMES CUDDLE IN THEIR SLEEP, THAT'S ALL

[recompiling]

[I'd secretly be grateful about it. Even if the virusy part of me would have such an Unhappy >_> Patron saint of everything awesome. (Figurative or literal riot?)]

Going to remember this, though.

[The first thing Anon discovered when he started sharing space with Gibson here was that beds are awesome. Now he knows they're even more awesome when he can use Gibson as a body pillow. And sleep... sleep sounds like a great idea, in fact. Anon would not object to this plan.]

NO BIG DEAL, RIGHT? RIGHT.

[theshirtlessiso.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, well, that part of you can go take a long walk off a short cliff as far as I'm concerned. Everyone's favorite saint. (Both are acceptable, although Gibson personally prefers the figurative kind if he's nearby. It's a lot easier to clean up after parties than fights.)]

[Gibson just laughs quietly, closing his eyes.] 'Course you are.

[SLEEP WILL MAKE THE HEADACHES GO AWAY or so he thinks, at least.

Worth a try, right?]

ABSOLUTELY RIGHT. EVEN IF PEOPLE ARE LAUGHING ABOUT THIS

[recompiling]

[Well I know how you feel about it, that's why I haven't told anyone. Clearly the best saint ever. (Unless the Programs here are invited to the party. Then the stereo ends up in the pool and the couch on fire.)]

Mm-hmm. [Anon smiles, letting his eyes slip closed.

Even if sleep doesn't make the headaches go away, it's too damn comfortable to stay awake.]