How the Hell Did You-??
WHO: Feliciano and Berwald
WHEN: Saturday August 7th, Siesta time (3PM)
WHERE: 4th floor break room, Euforia
WHAT: Feliciano just wanted to shut the blinds and now Berwald need to help him get free
Feliciano wasn’t quite sure how he’d gotten into this mess. No, really! All he’d wanted to do was take a nice siesta on the break room couch before the next photo shoot downstairs. His models were fitted and there were a few others down there if they needed any final adjustments over the next hour or so anyways.
But the blinds had been open. The 4th floor break room windows faced the setting sun and as such when he’d laid down the brunt of it almost blinded him. He’d fallen off the couch and sulked over to the large windows with the full intent on closing them. Really, all he’d meant to do was close the blinds so he could take a nap then get back to work. Now though…
“Someone heeeeeeeeelp. Please?” He frowned, wondering just how he’d gotten stuck in the ceiling to floor Venetian blinds in the first place when all he had done was search for the way to shut them. They were down now, but he was also helplessly entangled in them, face close to the glass, head stuck between some on the plastic blades and limbs jabbed randomly in the blinds also.
“This is really uncomfortable!”
WHEN: Saturday August 7th, Siesta time (3PM)
WHERE: 4th floor break room, Euforia
WHAT: Feliciano just wanted to shut the blinds and now Berwald need to help him get free
Feliciano wasn’t quite sure how he’d gotten into this mess. No, really! All he’d wanted to do was take a nice siesta on the break room couch before the next photo shoot downstairs. His models were fitted and there were a few others down there if they needed any final adjustments over the next hour or so anyways.
But the blinds had been open. The 4th floor break room windows faced the setting sun and as such when he’d laid down the brunt of it almost blinded him. He’d fallen off the couch and sulked over to the large windows with the full intent on closing them. Really, all he’d meant to do was close the blinds so he could take a nap then get back to work. Now though…
“Someone heeeeeeeeelp. Please?” He frowned, wondering just how he’d gotten stuck in the ceiling to floor Venetian blinds in the first place when all he had done was search for the way to shut them. They were down now, but he was also helplessly entangled in them, face close to the glass, head stuck between some on the plastic blades and limbs jabbed randomly in the blinds also.
“This is really uncomfortable!”