There had been a lot of drinking and the floor was littered with a number of bottles. Bottles a plenty! Quinn would find himself waking up in a large feather down bed with a copper haired young woman all curled up against him with her face buried in the pillow next to his head. Long, pale legs were curled against one of his as if laying claim. She was dressed simply in a lime green tank top and lacy boyshorts to match. Sharing pillow space with a stranger? He sure was! Could of been a worse way to wake up?
Somewhere out of the room and down the hall the sound of cooking was going on. The scent of bacon filled the air along with eggs and other things. Likely biscuits.
A rumble deep in his throat as he moved slightly and sunk deeper into the comfortable bed. "Mmmmm" was offered as an arm slipped around the body beside him and pulled it closer to himself, Face buried against copper curls and he nuzzled, hand sliding down chest where there were...Wait. He opened one eye and looked at the back of this womans head. Quickly pulling his hand off of her breast, creeped out that he was some sort of sleep molester guy. Undoubtedly with morning wood and the taste of stale whiskey on his tongue he looked around, nostrils flared and eyebrows knit together in massive confusion.
The copper haired woman made a small sound when he pulled her in and then groped her. It had been seriously hard to remain playing asleep after that but somehow she managed to keep her eyes closed and her breathing slow. She felt him moving around so stretched out her legs and soon the rest of her along his side. "Mmm!" And flop, she threw a hand across his chest.
Delphine heard the sound from down the hall and of course showed up a few moments later with a pan in hand, filled with cheesy eggs. She was just dressed in yoga pants and a sports bra. "Come on, ya two. Gotta get up sooner or later. Breakfast is almost ready."
"Oh! Delphine...This is..." He looked to the woman and then to the other woman and his face paled slightly when he couldn't even tell her who it was, instead he just looked to the woman stretched against him and patted at the back of her head lightly. "Food! Yes! Fuck...We need food." He didn't need food. He needed answers, but the smell of food was making it hard for him to smell if he was covered in lady scent and he had questions aplenty. Like if he stood up would he be wearing his shorts. Welp, only one way to find out. Carefully he untangled himself from the attractive woman beside him, if he was suddenly going to be questioning his sexuality, at least he had the brains to stick with redheads. Sliding out of bed, feet firm on the floor he stood, his head spun slightly and he looked to Delphine. "What did we drink?"
Somewhere out of the room and down the hall the sound of cooking was going on. The scent of bacon filled the air along with eggs and other things. Likely biscuits.
A rumble deep in his throat as he moved slightly and sunk deeper into the comfortable bed. "Mmmmm" was offered as an arm slipped around the body beside him and pulled it closer to himself, Face buried against copper curls and he nuzzled, hand sliding down chest where there were...Wait. He opened one eye and looked at the back of this womans head. Quickly pulling his hand off of her breast, creeped out that he was some sort of sleep molester guy. Undoubtedly with morning wood and the taste of stale whiskey on his tongue he looked around, nostrils flared and eyebrows knit together in massive confusion.
The copper haired woman made a small sound when he pulled her in and then groped her. It had been seriously hard to remain playing asleep after that but somehow she managed to keep her eyes closed and her breathing slow. She felt him moving around so stretched out her legs and soon the rest of her along his side. "Mmm!" And flop, she threw a hand across his chest.
Delphine heard the sound from down the hall and of course showed up a few moments later with a pan in hand, filled with cheesy eggs. She was just dressed in yoga pants and a sports bra. "Come on, ya two. Gotta get up sooner or later. Breakfast is almost ready."
"Oh! Delphine...This is..." He looked to the woman and then to the other woman and his face paled slightly when he couldn't even tell her who it was, instead he just looked to the woman stretched against him and patted at the back of her head lightly. "Food! Yes! Fuck...We need food." He didn't need food. He needed answers, but the smell of food was making it hard for him to smell if he was covered in lady scent and he had questions aplenty. Like if he stood up would he be wearing his shorts. Welp, only one way to find out. Carefully he untangled himself from the attractive woman beside him, if he was suddenly going to be questioning his sexuality, at least he had the brains to stick with redheads. Sliding out of bed, feet firm on the floor he stood, his head spun slightly and he looked to Delphine. "What did we drink?"