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[willcabot]

He was having a pleasant dream. A very pleasant dream. Up until the point that something loud and irritating woke him up. Rolling over in bed, Will groaned and knocked over the alarm sending it skittering to the floor.

Pressing his face into the pillows, he breathed in the sweet scent of someone before screwing his face up in confusion. Blearily opening his eyes, he stared at the pillows then glanced at the alarm. The alarm that wasn't his, the bed sheets that weren't his, the room that most definitely wasn't his.

Groaning he lifted his arm up and opened his eyes blearily. He shouldn't drink, he really shouldn't drink when he wasn't entirely sure of where he was. Or where his clothes were.

"I'm not drinking again," Will groaned, collapsing back on the pillows.




[[open to all: wake up with will in your bed, why he's there or if he's alone is up to you.]]

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[louise_abasi]

Oh, at least the man knew her. That was ..probably not that great, considering Louise knew more people in this town that outside of it.

"Will?" William Cabot? Oh, God, oh, fuck, hopefully she really definitely didn't touch him in any indecent way and the only reason she was in her underwear was because of the ..heat?

Head high, she left her bathroom, crossing her arms while crossing over to her bed. "You're in my apartment."

[willcabot]

"I am," Will said, distinctly bemused. He couldn't remember exactly when he came here but apparently he had. Looking over Lou, he raised an eyebrow at her before gesturing to the bed. "Did we-?"

[louise_abasi]

"No." Sometimes it was better to start out with a bluff. "Maybe we both considered ourselves too drunk to expect you to find your own place and that's why I brought you here. For safety."