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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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[edcabot]

"You threw up on the couch, asshole, and tried collapsed in bed with Audrey and me," Ed shouted, extra loudly, as he flipped the light on in the room of his apartment. Also, he turned on his stereo to something loud just for his hungover brother.

"And you wouldn't move and couldn't sleep on the couch. Because you threw up on. So she and I had to spend the night at her trailer. Thanks for that."

As much as Ed loved Audrey her trailer-thing was filthy and he was a little on the neat freak side. He was not happy with his brother.