Uhh... first, a warning. There's a little bit of language in this
one. Somebody let me know if it's OOC, okay?
**track eleven**
Ooh, it hurts. So... this is what a hangover feels like, huh?
Damn the sempais and that champagne. I'm starting to wonder if
they didn't slip a mickey in that stuff. Now that I think about it,
*they* didn't have any.
Thank the Kami it's dark in here. Pitch black, Stygian darkness,
that's good. Easier on the eyes. Wonder how I got back to the
dorm, anyway?
Wait a minute. If I was back in my dorm room, it wouldn't be so
dark, even if it were night. I mean, we've got a window, for crying
out loud. And in suburban Tokyo, there's always *some* light seeping
in through the curtains.
So where the hell am I? Geez, I'm starting to sound like a character
in some manga I read once.
Let's see... ah, there is a light in here, even if it's only the
LED display of an alarm clock. 3:15... must be the wee hours of
the morning. Maybe I should just crawl back into bed and continue
to sleep this thing off. It's a big bed, too. Lots of room...
uh... what the heck? Someone's in here with me?
Now I'm fully awake, three a.m. or not. I'm in bed with someone?
What in hell is going on? I stumble around the room, looking for
a light switch. There's got to be something...
After a bit of stumbling around, I slam into the wall (all by myself,
this time!) and find something. I flip the switch and the place is
bathed in a low, crimson light. Crimson?
Oh, hell... it's a strange place, it's going to have strange lighting.
Why should I care? Besides, it's not as bad as say, brilliant white,
especially in my condition right now. Anyway, what do we have here?
I'm standing right next to... a small refrigerator... oh, it's a
minibar. Hmm... guess it's a hotel room. Must have headed here
to sleep that awful drunk off. I assume that that's Suka-chan's
head sticking out of the bed. I find myself shivering just a bit
at the thought as I open another cabinet. All sorts of...
paraphernalia... stare me in the face. I close the door with
a slam and spring to my feet in shock.
What the fuck... ? We're in a love hotel!!
one. Somebody let me know if it's OOC, okay?
**track eleven**
Ooh, it hurts. So... this is what a hangover feels like, huh?
Damn the sempais and that champagne. I'm starting to wonder if
they didn't slip a mickey in that stuff. Now that I think about it,
*they* didn't have any.
Thank the Kami it's dark in here. Pitch black, Stygian darkness,
that's good. Easier on the eyes. Wonder how I got back to the
dorm, anyway?
Wait a minute. If I was back in my dorm room, it wouldn't be so
dark, even if it were night. I mean, we've got a window, for crying
out loud. And in suburban Tokyo, there's always *some* light seeping
in through the curtains.
So where the hell am I? Geez, I'm starting to sound like a character
in some manga I read once.
Let's see... ah, there is a light in here, even if it's only the
LED display of an alarm clock. 3:15... must be the wee hours of
the morning. Maybe I should just crawl back into bed and continue
to sleep this thing off. It's a big bed, too. Lots of room...
uh... what the heck? Someone's in here with me?
Now I'm fully awake, three a.m. or not. I'm in bed with someone?
What in hell is going on? I stumble around the room, looking for
a light switch. There's got to be something...
After a bit of stumbling around, I slam into the wall (all by myself,
this time!) and find something. I flip the switch and the place is
bathed in a low, crimson light. Crimson?
Oh, hell... it's a strange place, it's going to have strange lighting.
Why should I care? Besides, it's not as bad as say, brilliant white,
especially in my condition right now. Anyway, what do we have here?
I'm standing right next to... a small refrigerator... oh, it's a
minibar. Hmm... guess it's a hotel room. Must have headed here
to sleep that awful drunk off. I assume that that's Suka-chan's
head sticking out of the bed. I find myself shivering just a bit
at the thought as I open another cabinet. All sorts of...
paraphernalia... stare me in the face. I close the door with
a slam and spring to my feet in shock.
What the fuck... ? We're in a love hotel!!