Morning After Meme

[alephbet]

The Morning After Meme!

Here is how it works.

* Last night you did something crazy. Drank, gambled, ran around wild, slept with someone you hate - you name it.

* Whatever it was, you can't remember anyway. Now you're awake in a hotel room, possibly hungover, with someone beside you. And yes, you're both naked.

* What do you do now?

* Post your character(s) and have fun~

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April Sinclair | OC

[technologic]

The most possible awkward.

[harpbeat]

[Eater is cuddly in the mornings. She's also very very naked.]

Ohgod

[technologic]

[April grumbles quietly, wincing at her headache, but at least the cuddling is nice-

And then she notices it's morning. And who is cuddling her. And they are naked.

Shiiiiii-

Just... gonna try to pull away now.]

[harpbeat]

[Eater's eyes open as her heat source is removed.]

...April?

[It's hard enough to know what you did when it was actually you who did it.]

[technologic]

[April 'eeps' slightly as she quickly covers herself with the sheet, backing away a bit more even though she wobbles slightly cause oww headache.]

I-I, uh, I-I'm really s-s-sorry!

[harpbeat]

What are you apologizing for - oh.

[She looks down at herself. So naked. So naked.]

My virtue...

[technologic]

I-I-I haven't seen anything, I swear!

[Quickly looking away now. That is the last time she challenges dude!Eater to a drinking contest the last time-]

... A-a-a-and I'm pretty sure, um, n-nothing happened...

[harpbeat]

Are you sure of that?

[D:]

[technologic]

I-I'm pretty sure! I mean, I don't remember anything, b-b-but I bet nothing happened!

[harpbeat]

So you have no proof whatsoever.

[technologic]

... Well, n-no. Unless he can remember anything.

[harpbeat]

He says he doesn't. But he did make a lewd comment.

[technologic]

... Lewd comment?

[papermache]

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

*Well. At least the electricity works.*

[technologic]

[Why is her pillow snoring pillows don't snore-

Oh wait.]

... Mila?

[papermache]

Mrrn. Too early.

[technologic]

[Blink. And then she quickly moves away and wraps the sheet around herself.]

Mila, why are we naked?

[papermache]

*shivers and reaches for the sheets; not finding any, she curls up* Iunno... *Still out of it.*

[technologic]

[Gives her some of the sheet and prods.] Miiilllaaa, wake up.

[papermache]

Mn. *rubs eyes* What is it?

[technologic]

Why are we naked in bed together?

[papermache]

Iunno.

*Long pause as she takes this in. She then unplugs herself, leaving the charging cable in the outlet, and sits up to look around.*

Why are we naked?

[technologic]

Uh, no clue... Do you remember anything from last night?

[papermache]

Not much past trying to climb the fence.

[technologic]

You remember more than me, then... I think...

... Did we paint spots on a dog at one point?