angelina johnson. (ehjay) wrote in afic, @ 2011-06-11 23:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: alicia spinnet, character: angelina johnson, character: katie bell, player: dea, player: jenn, player: steff |
Who: Angelina, Alicia, and Katie
What: A morning full of haze, hangovers, and possible regrets
Where: Angelina's flat
When: Early Sunday morning
Rating: Medium-ish for possible content
What time was it? For that matter, where was she? Angelina's eyes were hardly open, the bright light attacking her pupils and pounding head simultaneously. She moved her arm up to the pillow she was resting her head on to find that it wasn't a pillow, but a sweater. Angelina opened her eyes a little more and realized she was on the ground. "Ugggghhh," she groaned struggling to make all her limbs work properly.
Eventually, Angelina regained enough coordination to sit up. Mistake. Her stomach lurched and Angelina gripped it while looking around. She needed water and maybe a toilet. Okay, so she was still in her flat. On the floor. Which mean someone was probably on the couch, and someone (or two someones) were probably in her bed. That was okay. "Al?" she called out, her voice raspy and harsh. "Katie?" Oh god, did she always sound like this in the morning?
What happened last night? Angelina could remember drinking wine and rum and taking shots at multiple bars, but after being on the dance floor at McCharlie's, her memory faded. For that matter, Angelina wasn't sure her memory was all that reliable before McCharlie's. "Tell me what we did last night," Angelina said, hoping one of her mates were within hearing distance and awake.