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Random Hotel Room, Sunday Morning
May. 29th, 2016 09:19 amAnders woke up first, surprised by the now-unfamiliar rhythm of someone else breathing next to him. It took him the smallest fraction of a second before he realized the shape next to him was Kathy.
His head spun. He'd had too much to drink the night before; they both had. She might wake up and decide this was a one-off, that they shouldn't spoil fifteen years of mostly platonic friendship over a drunken mistake.
She might. But deep in his most selfish heart, he hoped that she wouldn't.
He curved closer to her, enjoying the moment as much as he could before what he feared would be its inevitable end.
[OOC: For one, please!]
His head spun. He'd had too much to drink the night before; they both had. She might wake up and decide this was a one-off, that they shouldn't spoil fifteen years of mostly platonic friendship over a drunken mistake.
She might. But deep in his most selfish heart, he hoped that she wouldn't.
He curved closer to her, enjoying the moment as much as he could before what he feared would be its inevitable end.
[OOC: For one, please!]
