the morning after meme

[wolfymcwolf]

Because sometimes you just wanna rp hilarious garbage.

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makes two of them

[ambered]

[ She wakes with the kind of splitting, all-encompassing hangover headache that usually's accompanied by her being half-wrapped around Petia Parkinson, and half falling off whichever one of their beds they fell into for the night. The headache is enough, sharp and pounding enough, that it takes her a second to realize she doesn't smell the sandalwood and violet of Petia's soap. There's no hair in her face other than her own.

She's not alone, though. There's distance between her and....whoever, but there's definitely someone there. Elektra's eyes crack open and her gaze slides to one side, and there's just enough light to make out Rodolphus Lestrange. Her eyes shift back, straight ahead towards the ceiling, and she considers her options.

1. Pretend to still be asleep,

2. Pretend he's still asleep,

3. Leave the country,

4. Actually speak words.

She wishes she didn't feel like she needed to be an adult about it.]

Good morning, Rodolphus.

[ Usually she calls her boss Rabastan, or Rab once and again. Usually the entire office calls Rodolphus Mr. Lestrange, but there are frankly limits, and calling someone she's naked in bed with Mr. Lestrange goes straight to the top of the list.]