Who: Jo-Nah and Jenny What: Waking up in bed together as Jo-Nah arrives. Where: their shared room. When: Monday morning Warnings/Ratings: Some mention of nakedness and body parts/TBD Status: Closed and Ongoing
And then this happened. He groaned as he woke up. He knew, from the lack of Breelian scent in the air that he was not where he went to sleep. And he knew, from the feel of the sheets, that this wasn’t anywhere he knew, or had felt before. So where was he? And as his he stretched, and his hand encountered warm skin, another question occurred to him; Who was he in bed with?
With reluctance, Jo-Nah opened his eyes, and looked around. He was in… something that looked kind of like one of those hover trains in Metropolis, only a lot less shiny. Huhn. Had he really been that drunk last night? He had thought he that had cut himself off early enough to avoid trouble, but maybe not. Could he have ended up somewhere with someone who had been similarly soused? This was so not good for his life. But it was typical of his luck.
With a further reluctance, Jo-nah turned toward his bed partner, and peered at her, not seeing enough to really recognize her. Hmm, maybe this was innocent after all? Of course, he had his flight ring, and his utility kit around his waist, and nothing else on, so probably not. He touched one compartment and saw his uniform and all in one of the compartments, so he hadn’t been totally stupid last night. He turned to the woman again and reached out to gently touch her shoulder.
“Excuse me, gorgeous, could you tell me where I am?”