roger davies is sexy and he knows it (charismatically) wrote in novsila_rpg, @ 2014-08-16 15:37:00 |
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Even before he opened his eyes, Roger was aware that something wasn't quite right as he woke from a deep sleep. It was hard to put his finger on just what it was, but he absolutely knew that something felt different. At first, he just attributed that feeling to a night of - well, not partying, exactly. Drinking had seemed like a good way to take the sting out of the Falcons' loss to the Magpies, even if it wasn't the most healthy one. Even now, as he played over the highlights of the match in his head, Roger groaned out loud. Sure, things had started out well enough, but it had been a massacre in the end. He didn't blame his players - not really. They had overall flown well. The Magpies had just been better. Not just yesterday, but for two weeks in a row, they'd beaten them. As happy as Roger would be for Alicia when he stopped feeling sorry for himself, he hated losing. As he laid there wallowing in his own self-pity over two back to back losses, he gradually became aware that something wasn't right with his body. For one thing, he felt horrible. That could have been the hangover, he supposed, but he'd never felt quite this bad after a night of drinking and honestly he didn't even think he'd had that much. It wasn't until his bladder sent him rushing to the bathroom, though, and he got a good look in the mirror that he was able to truly appreciate how very... wrong his body looked. There, where his normally flat stomach should be was a very, very large bump. Like a baby bump. Roger stared at his reflection a moment longer and then he let out a very, very unmanly scream. |