Who: Liam Roberts / Raoul de Chagny
What: Memories Plot
Where: His apartment
Things to avoid: Nothing!
Liam was not a morning person in the slightest. He rose when the sun was already high in the sky, lived by the schedule his body asked for. Most mornings (or afternoons) were routine affairs of breakfast, a shower, talking with his roommate, things like that. But this morning, that routine was interrupted off its usual path while he was showering. At first, he blamed it on the hot water, the steam sending his world off-kilter, but when it didn't stop after he shut the water off, didn't ease when he sat down on the edge of his bed dripping wet, Liam knew that something was wrong. Little thought was given to the state of his mattress when he flopped back to lay down, chest rising and falling with heavy breaths, one arm thrown over his eyes to block out the light, and Liam simply prayed that he didn't get sick all over the mattress. No way he'd be able to clean up in this state.