the morning after meme

[wolfymcwolf]

Because sometimes you just wanna rp hilarious garbage.

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[ossua]

Mmrph...

[ Amelia grunts her way into wakefulness. That can't have been just firewhiskey she was drinking last night. She's never gotten this hungover from firewhiskey before.

As she stretches out in the bed, a certain list of observances reach her, along with their accompanying clues as to her environment. 1, the sun is shining on her face. Which means she's slept later than she usually does. 2, the sheets feel softer than her own bed sheets. This is not her bed. 3, as she finally peeks one eye open, there's a figure silhouetted by the window. She wasn't sleeping alone.

Figuring she ought to at least announce her return to the land of the living, and maybe determine exactly whose bed she shared last night, she clears her throat. ]

Ahem. 'Morning.

[negativechill]

[ gellert never sleeps deeply. both because he doesn't need to and because he's too paranoid to - and still, he does not wake until he hears a voice.

a woman's voice.

in his bed.

if being caught off guard weren't alarming enough (as much as he can feel muted alarm), this is even more so. there's a silence as he composes himself before he slowly rolls over beneath the sheets, a slow and lazy smile playing across his features as his good eye focuses on her. she's lovely, but there must have been some reason he decided to sleep with a woman; some reason he decided that it would be for the best to go against his inherent wiring.

now if only he could remember what it was. ]

Good morning.

[ unmistakably german, he sounds a little thick with sleep even if he isn't actually. ]

[ossua]

[ Whereas he's wondering why he slept with a woman, Amelia is wondering who exactly is this foreigner she's shacked up with. There's something about his face... If only she weren't so hungover, she might recognize it. Ah, it'll come to her. Eventually.

She sits up, pulling the top sheet with her to keep herself covered as she peers over the edge of the bed in search of her clothes. ]

I don't know about you, but I'm not exactly clear on what transpired last night. Obviously, I can make some logical assumptions, but the memories to back them up are hazy at best.

[ Shirt spotted, she leans over to swipe it up from the floor and pull it on. ]