not quite the type of threesome one might hope for...
Why do I feel as though my head has been used as a bass drum over the past several hours? I shudder and press closer to the soft warmth of... someone. Someone female. My arm is around her waist and my face is buried in what feels like her neck, perhaps. I'm not quite sure where I am.
It seems as if I must've drank a great deal last night.
Before I open my eyes, I attempt to remember what happened. I went to Caritas, and... Cordelia Chase. Yes, I remember now. She and I got incredibly intoxicated and had to be led out by a young man I've never met. He drove us... Good God. I'm at the Hyperion? I will never hear the end of this if anyone from the firm finds out.
And was I hallucinating, or was there some type of black, fuzzy thing in the car with us?
Perhaps I'll pretend I'm still asleep. That way I won't have to move, or think, or realize that I did not go to work today, nor did I call in. And I can forget that undoubtedly I have dragon breath and the worst hangover I believe I have ever had.
[Open to Cordy and Andrew, then Angel]
It seems as if I must've drank a great deal last night.
Before I open my eyes, I attempt to remember what happened. I went to Caritas, and... Cordelia Chase. Yes, I remember now. She and I got incredibly intoxicated and had to be led out by a young man I've never met. He drove us... Good God. I'm at the Hyperion? I will never hear the end of this if anyone from the firm finds out.
And was I hallucinating, or was there some type of black, fuzzy thing in the car with us?
Perhaps I'll pretend I'm still asleep. That way I won't have to move, or think, or realize that I did not go to work today, nor did I call in. And I can forget that undoubtedly I have dragon breath and the worst hangover I believe I have ever had.
[Open to Cordy and Andrew, then Angel]