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metempsychosis_dw2012-09-24 03:38 pm
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Bonjour, stranger. [action]
[She turned over, trying to get comfortable. Her feet bumped into a leg, and she grumbled. She flung her leg over the other pair, and snuggled closer to the body they were attached to. Her hand landed on a hip, her cheek nuzzled for a comfortable place on a shoulder.
Wait a second...
She was pretty sure she'd gone to bed alone.
She cracked open one eye.
Huh. Definitely hadn't gotten drunk enough to end up in bed with a woman.]
Hmm. Ah, hello?
Wait a second...
She was pretty sure she'd gone to bed alone.
She cracked open one eye.
Huh. Definitely hadn't gotten drunk enough to end up in bed with a woman.]
Hmm. Ah, hello?
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[Seeing as how there was no point in kicking up a fuss, she focused on what she could effect.]
So are there any clothes to be had?
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In the dresser.
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[She opens the drawer and is surprised to see clothes not only in her own style, but size. But she's not looking the gift horse in the mouth as she dresses.]
So is there anything else I ought to know?
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