[bodyswitch]
Mornings are actually something that Felicia enjoys, believe it or not. The night might be her traditional stomping grounds, but she could get behind a nice morning. Especially one that had two of the things that she really liked: sex and waffles. Those mornings have been a rather spectacular sort of rare lately, but she's not bothered.
This morning had felt different from the moment that she had started to slide gently into being awake. Typically she went from dead to the world to wide away in thirty seconds flat but today she's drifting that way with a speed that makes part of her cringe.
Reaching to pull up the blankets that must have slipped onto the floor in the middle of the night, she registers the resistance and chalks it up a mix of Pollock and getting snagged on the furniture.
Absently reaching to scratch an itch on her face, eyes still closed she freezes mid-gesture. There's something wrong with her hand. Hell there is something wrong with her face. Her brain running into overtime as it hits her that it is a person who is causing her to be unfairly drafty this morning.
"Jerk." The word comes out of her mouth moments before she opens her eyes and the realization hits her fully. Oh look, and she's naked to boot. "Oh God."
She'll get to the part where she's now a dude later. Right now she just wants to know the how. Maybe the who or the where too but the order really isn't that important.
This morning had felt different from the moment that she had started to slide gently into being awake. Typically she went from dead to the world to wide away in thirty seconds flat but today she's drifting that way with a speed that makes part of her cringe.
Reaching to pull up the blankets that must have slipped onto the floor in the middle of the night, she registers the resistance and chalks it up a mix of Pollock and getting snagged on the furniture.
Absently reaching to scratch an itch on her face, eyes still closed she freezes mid-gesture. There's something wrong with her hand. Hell there is something wrong with her face. Her brain running into overtime as it hits her that it is a person who is causing her to be unfairly drafty this morning.
"Jerk." The word comes out of her mouth moments before she opens her eyes and the realization hits her fully. Oh look, and she's naked to boot. "Oh God."
She'll get to the part where she's now a dude later. Right now she just wants to know the how. Maybe the who or the where too but the order really isn't that important.