Morning After Meme

[memesss]

MORNING AFTER MEME



Last night was pretty wild, or maybe it wasn't. You have just woken up, but you are not alone. Perhaps it is a stranger lying next to you, perhaps it's someone you know. It might be your significant other, or a one night stand. The fact remains that you are in bed together, naked (or maybe not) and something happened.

HOW THIS WORKS; 

➊ comment with your character!
➋ reply to others with wild shenanigans.
➌ soap opera drama ensues.


[lovingly stolen from all over the place]

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No problem!

[blends]

[Eames barely sleeps, and he hasn't really slept all night. Rather, he was napping on and off, dreamless and on the surface of waking life. When she moves and snuggles against him he wakes up entirely, opening his eyes and looking down at her before lifting his arm around her to make some room.]

I'm glad (:

[totemically]

[Sleeping was different for Ariadne now. It was something necessary for her to remain healthy, but .. she hardly ever dreamt anymore. What was the point? And the lack of dreaming, sometimes it woke her. The night was too quiet. Now, though, she's grumbling about something work related (he might hear the words "forger" and "difficult" together), pressing her nose into his chest.

Why yes, she's talking about you.]

Sorry for the ridiculous delay!

[blends]

[His eyebrows quirk up along with his lip in amusement when he hears what he assumes is a grumble about him, letting his hand rest against her shoulder. He leans in then so that he can whisper into her ear.]

You're talking in your sleep, Ariadne. Bit of a liability, that.

not at all! C:

[totemically]

[The effect, once his words sunk in, was near immediately. She froze, whole body tensing up against him. W-Was she? W-WAS HE? This had to be a dream. A sick, sick dream. They couldn't have... she wasn't naked, was she? Oh god, she was. She was naked. In bed. With Eames.]

.. H-How much did I have to drink last night?

[Oh look, her voice is even still groggy from sleep. But she's very much aware of what is going on as she peeks up at him. Damn. Still Eames. No hope of this being a dream?]

[blends]

Quite a bit, but I think it's safe to say that you got back safe enough, don't you?

[He's playing with her, really, because he hates having awkward conversations. To him, it's best to play it off as a joke, as a lark. Then, nobody risks anything at all. He's had one night stands with colleagues before after all (Arthur and Mal included).]

[totemically]

[She doesn't want to make this awkward. She doesn't want to make this a big deal. But what if it was a joke to her? What if it wasn't a lark? What if it had been drunk!Ariadne doing exactly what sober and logical!Ariadne couldn't? Then ..]

Small question. I'm back safe enough, but..

[Hmm? Is that a blush?]

Why am I naked? Why are you naked?

[blends]

[And for that question, Eames is just going to give you a look, Ariadne.]

[totemically]

[Ok, she might have deserved that look. Still, flushing, she's going to roll over so her back is to him, trying to THINK about this.]

I don't .. remember..