insertmeathere | WAKING UP!

WAKING UP!

Your character is in a nice, warm bed, wearing their bedclothes (or lack thereof) of choice. It's comfortable, it's fluffy, and it's great...

Unfortunately, someone's in bed with them. They might roll over and accidentally cop a feel before waking up fully, they might notice the heat on their backs, but whatever the case may be, there's someone in there with them. They could easily remember the night before, how that happened, but...

Where's the fun in that?

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[Jean's passed out in a t-shirt and a pair of shorts - no nekkid sleeping for her. She's pressed against someone warm and get this - no rolly chairs have started flying ~~yet~~.

_{[That's probably Grace. She's wearing a pair of sweats and a Stanford t-shirt. She's also asleep, although she's starting to stir - who the hell is in her bed?]}

[Jean sighs in her sleep, tucking her hand under her head. She's obviously not minding the extra body in her bed at the moment.]

_{[She mutters and settles again, curling up against Jean. She's still asleep. For now.]}

[Jean's all for warmth and rolls over, draping an arm over Grace.]

_{[OK, now she's waking up. She mumbles and squints, hand flailing for her bedside clock.]}

...th' hell time is it...?

Hmmmmmmm? [Jean mumbles, starting to wake up, but not really wanting to.]

..._what?

_{[She rolls over to stare at Jean, rubbing sleep out of her eyes.]}

...who the hell are you and what are you doing in my bed?

What? [Jean mumbles, her eyes slowly cracking open. Seeing the woman next to her though caused her eyes to open and widen rather quickly.]

What? [She repeated and sat up, looking around obviously confused.]

How the hell did I end up here??

[Doc sleeps in his Batman PJ's every night without fail. Also his mask, but that's standard issue. He snores just a little and pretty much spoons up against Jean like a happy cat.]

[She snuggles closer to the warmth of the body next to her. She shifts in sleep, turning slightly so she's able to toss and arm over a waist.]

[Doc stirs a bit and mumbles something about 'why doctor grey, how nice to see you', eyes still closed]

[She smiled in her sleep, murmuring something about 'Nice to see you too'. She hooks a leg over his, obviously needing a bit more warmth. That's all!!]

[Jean is very lucky the doc has been asleep with her against him from the start, if she'd thrown a leg over him unwarranted he MIGHT have flipped out (you know, like a ninja) - as it is he mumbles when she sprawls over him more, leaning his head against hers and... huh... smells like girl... how odd.

That gets him to open his eyes, which results in an awkward expression of 'oh... oh dear... girl sprawled on me... what do I do?!']

J-jean?

[Jean's eyes fly open and she's still, not moving one muscle as she tries to figure out exactly what is going on. Firm body... Not Scott. Her eyes widen a little and she leans back and seeing Doctor McNinja. Oh well, this was... Awkward.]

Uh... Hi?

I did not drug you and put you in this bed or something, I swear.

[BAD first words to come out of his mouth but he's in panic mode right now]

I remember only textbooks about how do so surgery on people with fire for blood followed by waking up with you on top of me, which, you're welcome to stay there if you're comfy don't mind me! I'm just... uhm.... please don't throw me through a wall.

Jean's eyebrows shoot up and for a moment she just stares up at him. Slowly she pushes herself up and runs a hand through her long red hair.]

I'm not going to throw you through a wall. [Only because she knows he's telling the truth. Besides, his rambling is kinda cute.]

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[Very unconscious, very shirtless, very warm Spaniard here.

Very unaware of the pain he is about to have inflicted on him, no doubt.]

[Lucky for him, Jean is fast asleep or he'd probably be flying through a wall. But at the moment, she's happily snuggled against his chest.]

[Did we mention he's got pants on, Jean? He's having a really nice dream and flying through the wall doesn't sound like a good time right now.

Well, that's what he'd think if he wasn't asleep and oblivious, of course. He pulls her closer.]

[And hopefully for his sake those pants remain on!!!

But at the moment, she obviously isn't caring about clothing - seeing how she's asleep and all. And she's not minding being pulled closer either. In fact, she even drapes her arm over his hips.

Don't get excited Luis, she's probably dreaming of Scott.]

[He's dreaming of Maria. Or Suzanne. Or Hilda. Or Katarina. Or Erin. Or Athene. Or Marguerite. Or Lupita. Or Dolores. Or Christina. Or Jean. O-

Whoops.]

[Her eyebrows furrow and her lips pull down into a pout. She's obviously thinking she's experiencing some of Scott's thoughts.]

Who's Maria... And Erin? [She mumbles still over half asleep.]

[Oh, great, now he's about to lie in his sleep]

...'member that biochem seminar in Paris...

[Now that's enough to wake a girl up. Her eyes flutter open and for a moment she lays there, snuggled against... someone, completely unsure as to what is going on.

She draws back a little, still bleary eyed - though her eyes just about pop out of her head seeing Luis laying there beside her.]

Oh my god!! LUIS! What the hell are you doing HERE?

[Hey Luis, know that pillow you were sleeping on? It's now being used to beat you up - seemingly by itself.]