For Brittany (Hangover)
Feb. 14th, 2012 12:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nobler_thingsWhen he lifted his head, Spike's cheek peeled away from the nylon it had been plastered to. He was sprawled on his stomach, drool collecting in the corner of his lips, and he wiped at it distractedly, smacking around dead taste on his tongue and slowly pushing himself up to sit.
Which was easier said than done.
"What the..." he muttered to himself, frowning at his surroundings. A brightly colored bouncy castle, right in the middle of the jungle, and he was wearing a rainbow t-shirt, words scrawled across the front that he was still too bleary-eyed to read. Other than that, he had on nothing but a pair of black silk boxer shorts and head to toe body glitter.
"Bloody 'ell," he mumbled, rubbing a hand over his gel-less hair and squinting at the young blonde sprawled beside him. A young blonde he was quite certain he'd never seen in his life.
"Oi, rise and shine, love," he said, giving her a shake.
Which was easier said than done.
"What the..." he muttered to himself, frowning at his surroundings. A brightly colored bouncy castle, right in the middle of the jungle, and he was wearing a rainbow t-shirt, words scrawled across the front that he was still too bleary-eyed to read. Other than that, he had on nothing but a pair of black silk boxer shorts and head to toe body glitter.
"Bloody 'ell," he mumbled, rubbing a hand over his gel-less hair and squinting at the young blonde sprawled beside him. A young blonde he was quite certain he'd never seen in his life.
"Oi, rise and shine, love," he said, giving her a shake.
