The Morning After Meme

[yohko]

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 and
something happened. 

HOW THIS WORKS; 

+ Comment with your character. Information and preferences best be included!
+ Someone replies. 
+ Shit may or may not hit the fan, that is entirely up to you. You might even want to go for round 2, round 3 etc. etc. 
+ Tag around!
+ Have fun and be excellent to each other!

Comments

[disneyfaced]

[They'd all seen it coming. It had only been a matter of time since their relationship started! Britta dumping Troy was inevitable. Especially with Britta's relationship history and Troy's ... Troyness. He was just too sweet for her!

Or maybe Annie was just biased because Troy was her friend and roommate. Or maybe she just hadn't completely let go of her high school crush. Either way, Annie would have done anything to help Troy through this.

And apparently anything meant... anything. Despite most of the anything being a bit fuzzy thanks to that horrible-tasting whiskey. All she knows is that the cuddling turned into snuggling, and the snuggling turned into-- SCREAMING?! Annie's eyes open wide and she disentangles herself enough to sit up in a panic!]

Troy!? Troy, what's wrong-- [She looks down and immediately covers her chest with her arms, also screaming like a girl. Less disturbing, of course, because she IS a girl.]

Oh how I love your Annie.

[sexydracula]

I'm not freaking out. I'm not freaking out. I'm not freaki--

[ He was totally freaking out. He was freaking out on every level of freakdom possible because... it was Annie! Cute, innocent, soft skinned, nice legs, well endowed -- no! She was his friend, and his roommate, and a really pretty topless girl... okay, he has to stop staring at her if his brain is going to work at all because even with her covering stuff, he can still picture what's fuzzy in memory.

Troy squeezes his eyes closed as tight as possible, trying not to think about the fact that their legs were still tangled together. Because it feels good and that for some reason was making him feel guilty. Which in turn makes him kind of angry because he's single now and he can sleep with whoever he wants. Then he feels guilty again ( my emotions! ) because he thinks he might of taken advantage of Annie and that's literally on his list of things never to do in life anymore.

Along with wearing croc shoes and saying the word 'platter'. ]

Annie, I don't want to alarm you but 'brr-ring brr-ring woo hoo woo hoo' your clothes are missing. [ He takes in a deep breath, laying deathly still. ] It might be a case for Scooby Doo and the chick with the glasses.

aaaaah thank you, your Troy is AMAZING (sorry, fell asleep)

[disneyfaced]

[Ha... haha, that was so witty. Didn't want to alarm her and then he made an alarm sound-- NO! ANNIE, FOCUS! You are NAKED! She grabs for a pillow and uses that to better cover her junk so it will be less distracting and then they can figure out what just happened like rational, half-naked adults.]

Okay. Okay, don't panic because if we start panicking, we tend to start yelling and Abed has amazing hearing and-- [GASP!] Oh no, Abed. Is he home? What if he comes in here? What if he sees this? Whatever this is, I mean, it's not like I expect anything from you or want to ruin our friendship and you just broke up with Britta and it's not like we have to talk about that right now-- [She trails off, getting a little distracted by all Troy's ... Troyness. It's hard not to. He is really close to her right now and they are incredibly naked.]

... Troy? I think we... um--

[sexydracula]

[ When Annie does that thing where she says every word in, like, the English language in one breath -- he has to grin for a second because it's so freakin` adorable and she gets all red in the cheeks when she's flustered ( which he peaks at for a second before closing his eyes again ). He takes a second to think about her words, lets them sink in. ]

You're right. We can't panic because panicking means we did something bad... but we didn't do anything bad. Right? We just fell asleep watching that movie where that old chick is the devil or whatever and she wears designer clothes and yells at Catwoman. And then we took off all our clothes... and then we took off all our clothes!

[ His voice gets pitchy towards the end and it comes out in a loud squeak. He totally did it with Annie. Why would they even -- like, okay he was pretty sad over Britta. And they had been drinking. Any maybe he would feel really guilty while he was dating Britta and he'd see Annie, and all he could think was 'wow, she's the prettiest girl alive' but they can't do this.

Can they?

No, because what would Abed think about co-mingling within the apartment? He'd say that it'd ruin the dynamic and the overall arc of the season. And what would happen to their friendship? Could he risk losing Annie as a friend? What if they broke up and then she moved out, and then they never saw her again? What about whatever her and Jeff were doing ( that last thought left a bitter taste in his mouth )? The biggest question he had is why does none of that make the urge to lean up and kiss her any less burning? ]

It's safe to say that we know one another... [ He takes a calming breath, wetting his bottom lip. ] ... well, a bit more intimately now. Like, you know, in the doing it sense.

[disneyfaced]

Yeah, but-- does it even count if neither of us can really remember a thing? [Oh, how she wishes she could remember! I mean-- uh... oh no. Who is she trying to kid, here? The only reason she started flirting with Jeff is because he paid attention to her when Troy wouldn't. It's nice to pretend, but it would never work out. There's that age gap. Just like with Troy and Britta. Annie wouldn't know what to do with a guy like Jeff. Not that she really knows what to do with a guy like Troy.]

It's almost like nothing even happened. So we couldn't have done anything wrong. And even if something did happen, it wouldn't have been wrong... right? We're both mature, consenting adults. Who are really, really good friends.

[Without even realizing it, Annie starts to gradually lean forward. She just keeps sinking forward until the pillow pressed between them is the only thing keeping them apart. Just say it, Annie. You can do this. You've come such a long way from the invisible loser in high school that had a crazy mental breakdown and couldn't even tell a boy that she liked him! Just say it. Shirley would be telling you to just say--] Troy? Do you ... remember that time you were my backpack?

[So close. Almost had it.]

[sexydracula]

No uh... it definitely happened. [ He says, eyes finally open and wide as they zero in on the two hickeys on Annie's neck. The second he saw the tiny dark marks, it triggered flashes of the two of them stumbling into her bedroom laughing like idiots. Then all of a sudden they're sucking face. Which, from what he could tell, was awesome. Even if, because of the whiskey, their aim was off. ] And I'm pretty sure that's not a thing really, really good friends do with one another, Annie. Like -- Abed and I googled best friends one time and no where on the qualifications did it list 'naked fun time'. Mostly just tandem bike rides and highfiving.

[ When she starts leaning into him, his heart stops. It literally freakin` stops and there are these spasms in the folds of his muscles that he can't control so his whole body jolts a few times while she stares at him. He'd like to say her eyes are his very favorite part of her but there are a few more... curvy sections of her body that topped that list but still, eyes were pretty high up there because, like, she could make them so big. It was like hypnotizing or some junk.

He couldn't stop looking at them. ]

Huh, what? Oh. Yeah... yeah. Backpack. [ The moment felt big: the two of them laying there with only a pillow between them. The feel of her eyes and legs on him -- it was almost too much but the longer it went on, the more calm he felt. He had slept with Annie. He didn't remember much of it but it had happened. It counted but it also kinda didn't. Which bummed him out because... reasons, okay? Reasons! Now it's no secret Troy wasn't one for tons of self introspection and process. Instead he sorta just did what he wanted to do. Which is why after a moment longer of watching her intently, he did what he did. ]

...Annie.

[ He didn't wait for an answer in favor of leaning up and brushing his lips soft against hers. ]