fell asleep on.

[bottecellie]

sweet dreams.

Someone, whether it be a friend or a total stranger, has fallen asleep on you wherever you happen to be; you are a rather comfortable pillow to them.

What do you do?

From here.

Comments

[hackingyoursensors]

I would say revenge but I think you liked it too much.

[backwordscompatible]

No such thing as "too much".

[hackingyoursensors]

...I see your point.

So, how do you like my work of art?

[backwordscompatible]

Well, I might be a bit biased...but I'd say it's not bad.

Especially the performance parts.

[hackingyoursensors]

[He may or may not be smiling like a dork]

Not bad? So only half-good?

[backwordscompatible]

You could stand to rehearse a little more.

[hackingyoursensors]

But how would I ever find anyone to rehearse with?

[backwordscompatible]

Hmm. That is a dilemma.

Maybe you should put out a want ad in the paper?

[hackingyoursensors]

But what if only really creepy people respond?

[backwordscompatible]

That's why you write "no creepy people" on the bottom.

[hackingyoursensors]

I dunno, creepy people don't always realize that they're creepy.

And Robin has fangirls, apparently. Not sure I want to risk it.

[backwordscompatible]

Looks like you're at an impasse, then.

[hackingyoursensors]

I guess you'll just have to put up with my sub-par kissing for now.

[backwordscompatible]

Says who?

[hackingyoursensors]

Ouch, the sting of rejection.

[backwordscompatible]

[She giggles and shifts her weight so that she's sitting on her knees. Leaning in.]

I meant the part about your kissing being sub-par.

[hackingyoursensors]

[Well, geez, now the banter is gone and mild embarrassment has now taken its place.]

O-oh.

[backwordscompatible]

[Point, Zatanna]

[hackingyoursensors]

[No fair. He always loses against girls when it comes to stuff like this.

Also totally not blushing. Or anything.]

[backwordscompatible]

[So blushing]

[In fact, she's going to immortalize her victory by planting a matching lipstick kiss on his other cheek. Though he's so frozen solid at this point, that she was able to take her time with it.]

[hackingyoursensors]

[Oh, he doesn't move at all. But he may or may not be kinda grinning like a dork.]

[backwordscompatible]

[She's just going to assume that's his permanent expression now.]

[Just like that evil victorious smirk is hers.]

[hackingyoursensors]

[You win this round, Gadget.

Once he's recovered (which really only takes a few seconds), he smirks in return.]

That's a dangerous power you have, Zatanna.

[backwordscompatible]

But I haven't even used my powers once this afternoon.

[hackingyoursensors]

So you say.

I meant something other than magic.