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[shelley_winters]

[OOC: The morning after this...]

It's lovely and warm, and Shelley so doesn't want to wake up. She sighs and curls closer to the warm body holding her.

Wait.

What?

Um.

She disentangles herself from the covers and Mouse's arms. Mouse. That's who it is, she met him yesterday...

Um. Oh dear. She gets up, pulling on her dressing gown, and standing rather awkwardly by the bed. As she fully recollects the happenings of the day before, she also remembers something of what she was feeling like...

...But inexplicably isn't feeling now.

"Okay..."

Mouse is waking up. Not sure what else she can do, she gives him a rather embarrassed smile. "Uh... Hi!"

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[shelley_winters]

"Yeah!" she agrees. But neither does she, apart from that.

She is thinking hard, however. Because Shelley was feeling weird before Mouse even entered the Bar.

"Uh... this is a strange question. E-especially in our, er, present circumstances, but... Did you eat any chocolate brownies yesterday?"

Richard had said they were enhanced...

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head. "Nope. Why?"

[shelley_winters]

"Oh. I did, and ended up feeling strange... like I was drunk, but not, a-and Richard said they were enhanced in some way. And, uh... if you had had some too, it m-might um, explain a lot." She looks down at her feet, awkwardly.

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"I felt strange. But not... drunk." The phrase he's looking for is 'suddenly in love.' And now he's not. Er.

[shelley_winters]

"No, the drunk went away. A-at least, I didn't notice it after um..." And here be the return of Blushing!Shelley. "After you started talking to me. A-and now I'm back to normal again. You are too, I'm guessing?"

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." He fidgets. This is not a situation he's used to.

[shelley_winters]

And so. Awkward silence. She has to break it.

"Look, um, do you want to go get breakfast? I think it'll be easier to talk a bit over some food, and maybe work out what was going on."

She grabs a few random items of clothing from her wardrobe as she say, "I'm going to go get, er, dressed. I think your clothes are all on the floor there. Oh, and on the dresser. And under the bed. Er... hanging off the light, too."

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

Mouse looks very embarrassed. What with the clothing strewn around the room and all.

"Breakfast sounds good."

As soon as Shelley's gone, he gets dressed quickly. Same clothes as yesterday. Lovely.

[shelley_winters]

She knocks on the door before entering. "Uh... Is it okay for me to come back in?" Not that modesty should be an issue this late in the day, but circumstances have changed somewhat. "I'd offer to lend you some of my clothes but, uh... I don't think they'd suit you."

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, you can come back in." He combs his hair with his fingers. It doesn't look too amazing.

[shelley_winters]

She comes back in, and smiles no less awkwardly, but in a friendly way. "So. Um, shall we go? Or do you want to go get stuff from your room first, and meet me a bit later? You said you were..." Don't say 'Dead', Shelley! "...Staying here?" Well done, girl.

She very carefully doesn't say. 'Or would you prefer to just pretend this whole thing never happened?' 'Cause although running away is looking like an attractive option, she wants to find out what was going on. Or it might happen again. With someone scary!

[thedigitalpimp.livejournal.com]

"Sure, let's go." Mouse's soul cries out for food. And answers.

But mostly food.

[shelley_winters]

They go down to the bar.