It's Sunday, but OUR CRACK MEMES RETURN!

[playinmygarden]

THE MORNING AFTER MEME v2.0
"Last Friday Tuesday Sunday night; Yeah we danced on tabletops, and we took too many shots; Think we kissed but I forgot..."
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Damon Salvatore

[cunningcrow]

[clockwrkangel]

[[You are covered in glitter. Becca is sleeping across your lap.]]

[cunningcrow]

[Damon stirs, opening his eyes, almost immediately becoming aware of the girl draped across his lap and ....

And he is covered. In glitter. In glitter. He was not a fucking Twilight vampire, for crying out loud...] Becca. I am so killing you.

[He looked around. Where did she get the glitter?. There, on the table. far away from him.

Thank god he was a vampire. He flashed quickly towards it, not disturbing the girl, grabbing it, and filling a cup with icy cold water. Soundlessly, he approaches Becca, peppering her with the remainder of the glitter, settling on her hair, face, hands, clothes. And then? to make it stick better?

Here, have some COLD water spilled on you.] Morning sunshine!

[clockwrkangel]

[[Becca yelps and wakes up immediately, curling into a ball and starting to cry. Memories of being woken up this way by her mother flash into her mind. Her hands are up over her head defensively...is that how she got all the scars there? They're plainly visible; she's wearing just a camisole for a top.]]

PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!!

Damon: .______.??!

[cunningcrow]

goddamnitit kid!! [Damon can't help but flinch back.

He notices the scars, eyes narrowing lightly. ]

Jeez. Imagine if I started balling my eyes out when I saw what you did to me.

...Relax, it's just glitter. And water. Neither of those are gonna kill you.....

[If she continues crying, it's compelment it is]

[clockwrkangel]

[[She recognises that voice, and comes out of her panic attack, albeit slowly. She lowers her arms and looks up at him.]]

...O-oh. It's just you. ...G'morning, jackass.

[[Still, she sounds shaken.]]