rps, chris/steve/jensen/jared, morning afterwellownedJuly 1 2009, 03:23:05 UTC
it's well past dawn, almost afternoon, when the haze of sunlight cuts through the blinds and curtains to throw the bed in a cheery yellow glow. it's disgusting, really, and jared wonders why he ever got a room on this side of the house if the sun would do something like that when it knows he's too hungover to breathe, let alone move out from the heat of covers and bodies and did he just say bodies? jared jerks suddenly awake, alcohol-soaked brain catching up and counting 6 more legs and 6 more arms in bed than he's used to (dogs don't count, considering that's 8 legs and there's fur involved and ow, this is really too much thinking for a hungover brain
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