THE MORNING AFTER MEME

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REVENGE OF THE MORNING AFTER MEME: THE AWKWARDENING



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 goes so long as muns are cool with it.
4. ???!
5. Profit!

Comments

[savor_last_shot]

You're nasty before you get your coffee.

[It's a mumbled, half-hearted tease. But it's what he does. He puts his head back down and tries to ignore the sunlight.]

[cmdr_renegade]

[Shepard murmured something, explaining that she was always nasty, but it was muffled beyond recognition by her pillow. After a few minutes, with Garrus's head on her shoulder, she shifted to turn her face in his direction. How she'd talked him into taking his visor off, she wasn't certain, but her headache was thankful that it wasn't digging into her temple at the moment.]

How much shit would you give me if I put curtains over that?

[savor_last_shot]

Well. Maybe a little bit.

[He's teasing a little. And he punctuates it with a little nuzzle against the side of her head.]

I think I have to, since you're the one who insisted on having one.

[cmdr_renegade]

Details.

[Shepard lingered for several seconds before she huffed into the space between them and drew herself away. She forced herself into a seated position but didn't throw his arm off, just let it lay across her thighs instead. She blinked into the light, shooting that window a look like it owed her something, before looking back at Garrus.]

I'd think you'd support drapery, definitely pisses off most snipers I've met.

[savor_last_shot]

[Garrus watched her as she sat up. Something about her - the way she moved - it tugged at part of him that wanted the little moments like these to drag on and on and never end. That wanted the war to pass them by so they could just be.

But that wasn't going to happen. So he slid closer, arm wrapped firmly around her middle as he curled himself around her, fringed pressed against the middle of her back.]

Oh, it does. Makes it harder to take a shot if you don't have a decent scope.

[cmdr_renegade]

So what you're saying is that it won't hinder any assassins after us, gotcha.

[Shepard let out a slow breath and scrubbed a hand across her face. Garrus was wrapped around her waist like she was a pillow and, for the moment, she saw no reason to dislodge him. She settled for lying a free arm atop his and stared at the offending window.

Eventually the light would stop giving her a headache, right?]

[savor_last_shot]

For that you need bullet-proof glass. Or blast shields. Although I hear there's a company that makes these blinds that block infrared....

[If they ever actually bought a house, he'd probably insist on those. Just because. He'd rather not move, but-]

Want me to get you some water or something? You were going pretty hard last night.

[Why yes, that's a shit-eating grin in voice form.]

[cmdr_renegade]

"That's Hahne-Kedar," Shepard supplied flatly and twisted to get a look at the back of his neck. She scowled down at him and, after a beat, elbowed him in the side with a little more firmness than was strictly called for.

"Didn't hear you complaining." She huffed and pulled his arm off her waist so she could sling her legs over the side of the bed. Water didn't sound like a terrible plan, though.

[savor_last_shot]

"I'm just looking out for your well-being, Shepard. Someone has to do it," Garrus chuckled. Although he did rub at his ribs a bit ruefully. He finally sat up with a stretch and winced.

"Remind me not to try drinking quite as much, though."

[cmdr_renegade]

"I don't know, what little I remember was fairly amusing," Shepard said, back, over her shoulder as she stood. When she walked to get water, she returned with two glasses and held one out to him.

[savor_last_shot]

"Did I sing? I remember singing," Garrus replied with another little laugh. He was perched on the edge of the bed when Shepard returned and he accepted the water with a grateful nod and immediately took a large gulp.

"At least the water won't give me an allergic reaction. Then I'd be worried."