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IC:
I woke up slowly, stretching my body from head to toe. But as soon as my fingers hit the headboard, I knew something wasn't right. My headboard was a soft quilted thing that my mother had made for me. My fingers had touched wood. I was obviously not in my own bed.
I snapped my eyes open, which was a very bad idea. The low thud of my headache turned into the full-on blinding pain of a hangover. White light flashed behind my eyes and everything blurred.
When that fun experience subsided, I examined my surroundings. It was a large, warm room, not my own. I had only a sheet half-strewn over my naked body. I tugged it up around my breasts, noting the small bruises and soreness. My lips felt slightly swollen and sore, and as I trailed a hand down my neck, I felt small bruises there, too. Then, as I pushed my hair out of my eyes, I saw her.
The woman I was sharing this (hers??) bed with. She was lying on her stomach, the blankets pulled partially over her naked back, breathing steadily. I couldn't see her face; her hair was strewn over it. But, it was definitely a woman, probably around my own age, I had spent the night with.
OOC:
Alyson Gray
24
long, dark hair and bright blue eyes
5'6'', 115 lbs, 36C, pale skin
IC:
I woke up slowly, stretching my body from head to toe. But as soon as my fingers hit the headboard, I knew something wasn't right. My headboard was a soft quilted thing that my mother had made for me. My fingers had touched wood. I was obviously not in my own bed.
I snapped my eyes open, which was a very bad idea. The low thud of my headache turned into the full-on blinding pain of a hangover. White light flashed behind my eyes and everything blurred.
When that fun experience subsided, I examined my surroundings. It was a large, warm room, not my own. I had only a sheet half-strewn over my naked body. I tugged it up around my breasts, noting the small bruises and soreness. My lips felt slightly swollen and sore, and as I trailed a hand down my neck, I felt small bruises there, too. Then, as I pushed my hair out of my eyes, I saw her.
The woman I was sharing this (hers??) bed with. She was lying on her stomach, the blankets pulled partially over her naked back, breathing steadily. I couldn't see her face; her hair was strewn over it. But, it was definitely a woman, probably around my own age, I had spent the night with.
OOC:
Alyson Gray
24
long, dark hair and bright blue eyes
5'6'', 115 lbs, 36C, pale skin