Post by Jess on Feb 12, 2022 6:27:40 GMT -5
Let me guess, I bet you love a girl who can kick your ass, right~?
“Rrnnn…” Sometimes the process of rousing from one's slumber neither enjoyable nor even preferable for that matter, Nicole Nelson seemed to give a groan as she felt the trappings of unconsciousness ebb away and abduct her from whatever blissful dreams or simple blankness of her mind could offer, and instead hand her over to a force that was entirely undesirable, but at the very least sedate and almost gentle in its application.
“Rrrggnnnhhh…!” More than a few seconds seeming to pass as incapacity yielded to a rational mind and the awareness that provided, a few more seemed to pass as the eyelids of the ebony enchantress fought against the act of waking rather stubbornly, and for the briefest of intervals all she felt was something hard pressing against her or her pressing against something hard, which honestly, given what happened next felt like pure and unbridled bliss.
Fucking… Head. The feeling of the fox seeming to hold back before rushing toward her with a cruel reminder that the world or at least the one she inhabited could be a harsh and unforgiving place, the scantest slither of space betwixt the generous lashes that she possessed allowed the passage of light to fall on her retina, and with that so too did the agony begin as her every thought and every movement seemed to be dominated a thumping ache within her skull which seemed to radiate outward. God, it felt like she had been shot in the head by a harpoon. Over and over. Every damn moment like someone was taking turns jamming a red hot knife between her eyes and in her ears and through every other point in which such wrath could creep into her cranium.
Looks like… I didn't make it to bed? For that reason the brunette seeming to take quite the substantial period for her to register the fact that she currently seemed to be draped rather inelegantly across the ground with her hair a mess and slickness oozing down from the corner of her mouth, with the devil pounding the biggest and baddest drum he could it was with the pace of a lethargic snail that the sable siren could take in her environment and realize where she was, and for the moment all she could see as she flopped around like a fish fresh from the water was walls and a lack of any kind of creature comfort.
…The fuck am I?! In one way glad to realize that she was alone in whatever room she now found herself within given the number of mornings in her life which had seen her wake up to strangers in much the same state as her and a lack of both modesty and implied inhibition on her part, she checked herself over and noted the fact that aside from the absence of a coat she had been wearing the day before her ensemble seemed mostly intact, and therefore she might just have been more of a good girl than she had expected the night before. Though not by much, she would have wagered, given the fact that at least one of the walls she could see nearby now looked more like the bars on a cage than anything else…
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