InsaneJournal

Who: Roger Davies & Angelina Johnson
When: 22nd March, 1998 (Backdated - After this!)
Where: Alicia's/Angelina's/Katie's Flat
What: After spending part of the night in jail, Angelina and Roger wake up the next afternoon in her bed.
Rating: PG

It was well into the afternoon when Roger started to wake up. Someone had the foresight to draw the curtains around the windows close last night, so the room was blissfully dark. His mouth felt gross and there was a persistent throbbing in his temple, but at least the damn sun hadn't woken him up until he had some time to recover.

He had slept through the worse of the hangover, so he felt comfortable enough to roll back over and try to cover himself with the comforter...only to feel another warm body. Pausing, he cracked open his eyes again and encountered Angelina's face.

Which was a nice sight indeed, but what was less nice was he had no idea why he was in the same bed as Angelina. Or why, after taking a quick peak under the covers, they were still wearing clothes. But she was breathing and he wasn't in that much pain, so he shrugged off the questions until she woke up. Until then, he grinned, he would just make himself comfortable.

Roger wiggled until he had an arm around her waist and had pulled her close. Content with the new position, he closed his eyes again.