Christian was not terribly suprised when he woke up snuggled against a warm body. He didn't quite remember who he had gone home with last night, but partying invariably led to sex and waking up in a strange bed was nothing new to him. He ran his hand along the body next to him. Maybe it was that cute new bartender. Or that hot DJ. Or. . . .
His hand froze and his eyes flew open. Neither the bartender or the DJ or anyone he would've gone home with had breasts. With some trepidation, he eased his hand a little lower. He was certain neither one of them were lacking what his fingers did not find . . . and he was positive neither of them were wtfpregnant?! He pushed away and sat up. What the hell? He couldn't have had that much to drink, could he have? This was all some horrible dream where he was boring and straight and had knocked up his girlfriend. In other words, hell.
[ooc: for great slowplay. Wyatt is Christian Markelli from
Latter Days and Isabel is Alison Scott from
Knocked Up.]