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MHA #6, Early Saturday Morning
Feb. 8th, 2019 08:11 pmAs dawn broke, so did consciousness, and he became aware of several things in quick succession:
First, he was not alone in the bed.
Second, he had no idea where he was.
Third, he had no idea who was with him in the bed.
Fourth, he had no idea if he had a name.
"Hello?" he murmured in the ear of the blonde sleeping curled in his arms. "... Good morning?" he tried. That seemed like the sort of thing one ought to say upon waking up with someone, anyway.
[ooc: for that blonde!]
First, he was not alone in the bed.
Second, he had no idea where he was.
Third, he had no idea who was with him in the bed.
Fourth, he had no idea if he had a name.
"Hello?" he murmured in the ear of the blonde sleeping curled in his arms. "... Good morning?" he tried. That seemed like the sort of thing one ought to say upon waking up with someone, anyway.
[ooc: for that blonde!]
