[itp: accidental bedninja'ing]

[alwaysuserubber]

[Tonight, maybe, just maybe, there's an extra person in your bed! Or, maybe, juuuuust maybe, this isn't the bed you remember falling asleep in.

But as long as neither of you wake up and there's enough blanket to go around, that doesn't sound so bad, does it?]

(( BEDNINJA POST, MINGLE FOR AUSSIE HOUR JUSTICE ))

Comments

[pie_or_death]

[Kind of a light/restless sleeper but we coo' for right now]

((epic placeholder from now into the future))

[theappleofhis]

[. . . sup]

[pie_or_death]

[I'm judging you forever for doing this to me]

[Tosses a little, moving from his back to his side]

[theappleofhis]

[♥]

[curls up a little as she shifts a bit closer]

[pie_or_death]

[Puts an arm over her waist, which is mostly just an unconscious movement. SOMETHING IS BOTHERING HIM but not enough to wake him up]

[theappleofhis]

[well, she is used to this because of the husband, but Ned's arm is kind of thin and bony]

[pie_or_death]

[He is... not really used to it. Which is pretty clear when he brushes his hand across her skin. IT IS WARM AND UNCOVERED. That's enough to get him to snap his eyes open and stare at her in QUICK HORROR before backpedaling so fast he hits the floor]

Ahhh...

[theappleofhis]

[wakes at the sound and sits up, slowly, rubbing her face with her hands]

. . . Maes?

[pie_or_death]

Um.

No.

[theappleofhis]

[pauses at the sound of his voice and lowers her hands, looking at him]

-Ned?

[pie_or_death]

Um.

Yes?

[theappleofhis]

What are you doing here? This-ah.

[takes a look around]

This isn't my room.

[pie_or_death]

Yes. It is my room, and I assure you that I am just as surprised if not more surprised to find myself and you in this situation, in that I don't believe that either of us took the initiative or even knew what was going on or or or would ever consider it at all.

Um. Camp.

[theappleofhis]

Does Camp do this often?

[pie_or_death]

Occasionally. It is perhaps one of my least favorite elements it provides.

[theappleofhis]

I'm sorry. -Ah, I suppose I should give you your bed back.

[smiles and shifts to the edge, getting out]