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WALK OF SHAME MEME
The Morning After (After)

♂ Post with your character!
♀ Assume they [your character] have just stumble back from a wild night of debauchery.  [ Their hair is a mess, their clothes are either rumbled or someone else's  ]
♂ Reply to other such comments as either the embarrassed partner also stumbling home, an asshole friend come to tease, or a hapless passerby who feels compelled to tell you your pants are on backwards.
♀ Think of it as a mystery game! Where have they been all night? Who with? Why do they smell like shame and ten dollar wine?

Comments

[eighttotwelve.livejournal.com]

Ah.

Hello.

Does it... itch?

[notyourchauffer.livejournal.com]

Yes, a little. But if I scratch it will only be worse. I've already put some cream on it.

And how are you?

[eighttotwelve.livejournal.com]

I am well, I...

You look very smug, Skyfire. [His arms fold, but Thane does have a wry smile of his own.]

[notyourchauffer.livejournal.com]

Should I not be? You obviously don't forget your drunken ventures.

[eighttotwelve.livejournal.com]

I remember it very vividly, if you need a recount of it.

[notyourchauffer.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. I may take you up on that later, though I remember just fine.

No regrets?

[eighttotwelve.livejournal.com]

[Thane approaches Skyfire, gently taking the scientist's hand in his own.]

No. None.

...Thank you for this, siha.

[notyourchauffer.livejournal.com]

Good.

[He stands, takes Thane's chin in his hand and kisses him very uh. Carefully. Gosh he seems to have perked up quite a bit.]

And likewise.

Googly bear?

[Oh well. He's working on the nickname thing.]

[eighttotwelve.livejournal.com]

Keep working on that.

[He'll just. Sit himself onto your lap and kiss you back, Skyfire. Very lightly; no need to make the rash worse.]

[notyourchauffer.livejournal.com]

I'll make a note to, buttsauce.

[Okay now he's just messing with you.]