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[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

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

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

[oh god it is way too early to be waking up.]

Turn down the damn sun.

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

It might do that on its own, once it sees what a sight you are. Rough night?

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

If it was, you think I'd feel like talking about it?

[You don't look so polished yourself, princess.]

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

Right, I'll ping management about the sun problem.

[ Yes but he carries himself with a certain gives-no-fucks dignity, even at his worst. ]

I AM PUTTING THEM IN A DINER...because...I just am

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you do that.

[The little robot waiter finally arrives with coffee, and Sarah practically inhales about half of hers before looking with some curiosity at Zaeed.]

Didn't think anyone else would be up this early.

SOUNDS BUENO TO ME

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

You know that's only going to dehydrate you later on.

[ Handling whatever ill effects last night dealt him with time and tested ease, Zaeed poured his own cup and pulled it long and slow. ]

For what good it did--decaf. Disgusting. To return to your observation, the paranoid types are notorious early birds.

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

So I'll deal with it later on.

[She slows down on the coffee, though, and goes for some water instead.]

What've you got to be paranoid about?

[gawdamn.livejournal.com]

Murderous A.I., murderous people, regular stupid people, bad coffee. Waking up to someone uglier than me.

[ He grins--of the shit eating variety---and pours himself a glass. ]

We've all got our fears. You didn't wake up to someone ugly, did you?

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

Not this time, thank god.

[She grins back. Zaeed, she likes your priorities.]

This place must keep you busy, then.