Jan 21, 2008 09:58
Chris was slowly regaining consciousness.
The sunlight streaming through the windows made him wince and he instinctively snuggled closer to the warm body in bed with him.
He wasn't quite coherent enough yet to realize that it was the wrong warm body.
[for the room's owner]
plotty things,
room 410,
gwynn,
au weekend,
i will not flail