When I woke up the next morning - completely unsure of how I got back to the hotel or who got my pants off or why there was a dead canary in my mouth (or what tasted like it) - Warren was asleep next to me. I started to piece everything together.
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You made out with Remus?
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Of course I didn't. His boyfriend would kill me. Warren would kill me.
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I cannot believe you made out with REMUS and then did with me!
... And then TOLD THE WHOLE INTERNET ABOUT IT. I can't believe you!
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I--
I didn't.
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Where are the shirtless photos??!
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HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I MADE A POST ABOUT YOUR...
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YOUR FACE!
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And it's your fault that my face looks like this, anyway.
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*raised eyebrow* How am I supposed to understand that? *amused*
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Third-person objective next time, please. Like an indictment.
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And seriously, I'll let you in on a secret: it was SUPPOSED to be muddled. The content was fictional, but waking up hungover and vaguely guilty ...I was going for realism.
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Why fiction? I have some difficulty believing you'd find your actual drunken regrets too tedious to warrant a quick post and dozens of supportive comments.
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