IC Morning After Meme

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[verily_ergo]

[He's just sleeping soundly. Dare you wake him up? :| ]

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[have an Apollo with his head on your chest, Miles.]

[he wakes first, staring blearily up at the prosecutor.] ... Mr. Edgeworth?

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[verily_ergo]

[Did we forget to mention that he's not wearing a stitch on his body?

But no, he's not going to wake up that easily, and instead shifts quietly in his slumber. :> ]

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[it takes Apollo all of four seconds to realize he's lacking in clothing, too. he jerks up and off of Miles, scrambling to the other side of the bed, clinging to the sheets for dear life.]

[B-BEWILDERED STARE.]

[verily_ergo]

[Miles shifts and slowly wakes up, and when he sees Apollo, he nearly falls out of the bed himself.]

Mr-- Apollo--

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I-I'm sorry! [is all he can think to say.]

[verily_ergo]

[His eyes wander over Apollo and then he looks down at himself, then back at Apollo.]

You've... nothing to apologize for.

...

I think.

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[Apollo's gaze has moved to the floor. so that's where their clothes went.] ... oh god.

[verily_ergo]

[... Well. Miles raises an eyebrow at Apollo after following his gaze.]

Do you remember anything?

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[covers his eyes. he's turning red.] N-No, but I can make a pretty good guess.

[verily_ergo]

It doesn't necessarily mean anything, you're aware.

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Wh-What doesn't?

[verily_ergo]

This entire circumstance. [Miles leans over and seizes his boxers from the floor before pulling them on quickly underneath the blankets.]

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[his eyebrows knit.] Oh.

[verily_ergo]

...

A-are you-- ... Are you-- ...

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Am I what? [he's not looking at him, slipping from the bed and taking the sheets with him as he moves to pick up his things.]