Tuesday Morning 5/16
Scott opened his eyes.
The ceiling was white. Not some shade of red, but white. What the fuck? Coffee. Coffee makes everything better. He started to get up, but there was someone else in the bed. "What the hell?" Not only was there someone else in the bed, but the someone else was young and male.
And in color.
"What the fuck is going on?" he said loudly.
{OOC Open to no_pixie_shoes and flewtoohigh.}
The ceiling was white. Not some shade of red, but white. What the fuck? Coffee. Coffee makes everything better. He started to get up, but there was someone else in the bed. "What the hell?" Not only was there someone else in the bed, but the someone else was young and male.
And in color.
"What the fuck is going on?" he said loudly.
{OOC Open to no_pixie_shoes and flewtoohigh.}