The Morning After The Night Before Meme, nabbed from bakerstreet

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 THE MORNING AFTER THE NIGHT BEFORE MEME

It's been one of those nights. You went out, met some people, did some things, and in the cold light of day you aren't so sure that those 3:00 a.m. bright ideas were so bright after all. It's the morning after the night before. Where are you now? 

HOW TO PLAY:

1. Respond with your character name and canon in the subject line. Include any caveats or clarifications you'd prefer in the comment box. You can leave an empty comment by simply putting < in the comment box.
2. Tag around to other characters and pick one of the prompts or take a spin with random.org to offer you a starting point. 
   All prompt suggestions are just starting points and/or examples. Go with whatever idea sparks for you.
3. Go, go, go!

PROMPTS:

1. This is not my beautiful spouse!
   You got drunk and put a ring on it. How does that pan out? Happy ending or rush annulment?
    
2. Break stuff
   You did some high-value property damage. Are you going to stick around and make good, or are you going to high tail it out of there?
    
3. Dude! Sweet!
   You got a tattoo. Your partner in crime did too. Worst idea or best idea ever?
    
4. Dude, where's my...?
   You lost it - your car, the heirloom engagement ring, state secrets. Whatever it is, you had it and now you don't. 
    
5. One phone call
   You swear you didn't mean to fall into the chocolate fountain at the McFancypants' wedding reception, and you really didn't mean to shake it off all over the bride's dress, and youreally didn't mean to grab her there when you were just trying to help her clean off her bodice. You're in jail. Are you there alone or do you have a pal sitting next to you going, "Best. Night. Ever!"
    
6. Walk of...
   You hooked up. Is this good, bad, awkward? Are you doing the walk of shame this morning or strutting it all the way home?
    
7. Viral infamy
   Remember that thing you did last night? Okay, remember that thing you did last night that you don't remember? It's all over YouTube. How's that playing with the people who know you?
    
8. If the shoe fits...
   Why did you wake up in someone else's clothes? Do you even want to know? Where are your clothes?
    
9. Text in haste, repent at leisure
   Do you really want to look at your call and message logs from the night before?
    
10. Hair of the dog...
    Why stop with last night when you can just keep rolling?
     
11. I don't remember, I don't recall...
    You drank something, smoked something, took the red pill and the blue pill and you don't remember a thing you did. Mix and match any of the other prompts under this one.

Comments

Porrim Maryam || Homestuck

[vacillatress]

3

[romcom]

[vacillatress]

[Porrim is one all for doing what you want, when you want, but even she regrets some things in life. This time is mostly because she somehow looped Karkat into it, the dear little baby brother of her...estranged friend. That's really the best way to put it. Whatever happened the night before apparently led them to getting tattoos, and luckily hers can be hidden by her clothes so that it doesn't clash with her artistic swirls. It's hours later, and she's been performing tender aftercare on Karkat's tattoo--his first, poor thing--since she didn't last night.]

[The bandage has been taken off, late, and she's spread a thin layer of ointment over it, now dabbing it away with a paper towel. She'll get to hers later, others first. She's hoping Kanaya didn't get roped into whatever went down, but at least she's watched her take care of her tattoos before, Kanaya's a smart girl and can figure it out.]

--and cut back on your shower time for a couple of weeks, baby, you don't want this soaking and fucking up. Keep it moist, like I said, so it doesn't scab horribly but not that moist.

[She frowns as she stops dabbing at Karkat's tattoo with the paper towel, now examining it to make sure no residue is left. She's practically an expert at this by now, but it never hurts to be careful. She sighs and balls up the paper towel before tossing it over her shoulder.]

I'm also going to suggest you not tell your brother about this.

[An unsaid "please for the love of all that is holy" sticks in her tone.]

5

[pressurepanic]