The Morning After The Night Before Meme, nabbed from bakerstreet

[veebox]

 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

[mitunaoftroy]

[Mituna has a moment of panic when Cronus goes under, even if Amporas and water go together like fish and water. Assuming he didn't try last night, he hasn't gone into water deeper than a bathtub since the car accident, but he still lurches forward instinctively. He doesn't actually make it into the water before Cronus surfaces, and he relaxes back against the concrete with an audible sigh of relief.]

[Okay. So Cronus isn't dead. He does have a very good question, though.]

I have no fucking clue. My goddamn hands are bleeding, and--

[It's only at this point when he notices Cronus' bare shoulders, which causes him to raise the question of his own clothing. He looks down at himself and makes a noise of utter confusion. Okay, so those are definitely his boxers, they're black with a bright yellow nuclear warning sign over the crotch, but he's wearing a white button-up dress shirt, which is way too big. He glances back up at his friend to do a quick frame comparison, then back at himself. The realization dawns.]

Is this your dad's?!

[And then he notices that he's sitting very close to a pile of the clothes Cronus had been wearing last night, topped with something that looks suspiciously like a pair of boxer-briefs.]

. . . Dude, are you naked?

[niceguysalvwaysfinishlast]

[He's fairly awful at remembering things from nights prior, apparently, and likely because any time he passed out from drinking he just woke up alone in his room like every other time. Nothing much to remember. So this is actually a first for him and his head is pounding at the same time but being in the pool is soothing so it's not that bad. Also nice boxers, Mituna, he's just going to stare at them a little instead of his face.]

You probably fell and I don't know, went to sleep?

[Cronus' mouth drops open because fuck that is definitely his father's shirt and oh hell no but--wait. Naked? Those are definitely his clothes and...shit. He grips the edge of the pool and pushes away a bit and stares down. Oh. Yep. That's his penis. He is most definitely naked. In the pool. With Mituna right there. Okay then this just got weird. He chuckles awkwardly and pulls himself back, shrugging.]

It would seem so. No idea how that happened.

[Cronus you go skinny dipping this is not that weird for you.]

[mitunaoftroy]

[Stare at whatever you want, Cronus, Mituna is barely paying attention. He groans loudly and runs a scratched-up hand through his hair, which is even more of a bird's nest than usual. The sharper pain of pressure on barely-closed cuts is a nice contrast to the heavy throbbing in his head.]

Went to sleep? Bullshit, no way, dude, I'm pretty sure I passed the fuck out. Can I get tetanus from this?

[Never mind that he bled on Daddy Ampora's work clothes, he's far more concerned with health risks and, well. Cronus being naked. He's immediately distracted from his distress by an opportunity to be an asshole. He smirks and leans over, peering in an over-exaggerated manner down Cronus' front. He can't actually see anything at this angle, but, hey.]

How cold's the water, dude?

[He whistles and lets it trail off into something small and pathetic, and glances back up to waggle his eyebrows at his friend. Hangover or not, there is never a bad time for a 'small dick' joke.]