Room 527, Saturday morning

[solo_sword]

Jaina was aware of one thing before she actually woke up, and that was that she wasn't alone. She was kind of cuddled up with someone else on a couch, and she wasn't complaining, because it was comfortable.

At least, she wasn't complaining until she realized she wasn't sure who this person was. That got her to open her eyes really fast to further realize that seeing who it was didn't help with the recognition thing. At least he was cute?

She picked her head up from his shoulder, looking around at the room. She wasn't sure where she was, either. Immediately she began a mental check, making sure she didn't feel drunk or hungover. She'd never been either, but still, it important to know for sure. And then she started checking her own head for bumps.

[For the owner of the room!]

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John stirred from sleep at the loss of warmth from his shoulder. He blinked a few times and looked down at the hot girl he seemed to be sharing the sofa with. "Hey there," he peered down at her. He felt like he should know her name or something. Huh.

[solo_sword]

There was just no good way to tell someone you had no idea who they were, was there? "Hi... you," she said, wondering if there was a sneaky way to ask what happened last night without actually asking.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

He was too busy having similar thoughts, and starting to wonder where they were to notice she didn't use his name either. "It's pretty comfortable here, huh?"

[solo_sword]

"Yeah, it is," she said. Figuring that meant it would be weird or a misstep to move away, so she stayed where she was. "I slept really well." She assumed.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"I did, too." He figured they must fall asleep like this often, and suddenly didn't want to give her the impression he didn't sleep well when with her regularly. "As usual, of course."

[solo_sword]

"Good," she nodded. Okay, this had to be a regular thing. Which made it worse that she had no idea who he was. So now to solve the mystery of why the sofa. "It must have been a late night. I don't think I was paying attention to the time."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

He considered this new information she'd provided. "Yeah, we must've fallen asleep watching TV," it seemed a logical response given the location of the sofa.

[solo_sword]

Jaina looked at the television. "It must have turned itself off," she said.

She wondered if she could make some sort of retreat, but she wasn't actually sure where else she would go. Or whether that would be any better.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Did you have any plans for today?" he asked, hoping plans would give him more information about their situation even if he was taking a risk by not knowing something he possibly should already know.

Like his own name. This morning was really strange.

[solo_sword]

She tried not to look too blank. "Not that I can think of," she said honestly. "I think I'm going to play it by ear. What about you?"

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

So not the answer he was hoping for. "I was thinking along the same lines," he replied, trying not to seem as confused as he felt.

[solo_sword]

Dammit. "Okay, so, maybe I should change, then," she said. If falling asleep together was a regular thing, there was probably something around that would give her a clue. Because it couldn't at all only be the second time she'd ever been up here.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like a good idea." He hoped to gods she didn't ask him to get her anything. He'd have to find some reason to take an inventory of what he had just in case.

[solo_sword]

She nodded and got to her feet... and had to look around for the closet or anything that might be laying around that could be hers. She didn't see anything, but maybe she was just really neat.

She realized she'd probably been looking around for too long while standing in the same place, so she laughed a little to cover and said, "I think I'm just a little off this morning."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

He stood and stretched, noticing there was a dresser behind the sofa. She was cute standing and looking around like that. He smiled, "I can understand that feeling." More than she could know.

[solo_sword]

Maybe she could segue into it. After all, they were probably close, right? "I mean, I usually know where things are in... your room?" Assuming again, but she was pretty sure it wasn't hers.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Oh, so it was his room, not their room. That was good to know. "I'd hope so, you spend enough time here," he assumed.

[solo_sword]

There had to be something wrong with her brain. There had to be. "Did you clean or something? It looks really neat in here." And maybe if she established that she didn't know where things were, if she looked in the wrong drawer or something, it would be excusable.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Obviously I cleaned up," he said, looking around at the immaculate room. Not that it being neat felt wrong. It felt very right that it should be neat, but who was he to argue? "I wanted to impress you with the neatness." He thought that was a pretty good save.

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"I'm very impressed!" she said, guessing she should be. "Sorry if I don't spot where everything is right away." Yes!

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," he said, faking pride. He wondered if he should be concerned about letting her go through his dresser. He didn't know what he kept in there, after all. "Let me know if you need help in your search."

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"I'm sure I won't need any," she said with a little forced smile, and went to the dresser to open up drawers. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to look or not, but she got a little worried when she didn't see any of her stuff.

"Did you move my things?" she asked, looking back at him.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Not that I recall," he said honestly, wandering over to the strangely paper-free desk. "What are you missing?" As then he might be able to feign helping better.

[solo_sword]

"Everything, it looks like," she said, glad she didn't have to be specific in this instance.

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Huh." He wasn't sure if this was his fault or not and decided being argumentative could work. "You sure you left it here?" The personal contents of the room were quite sparse, after all.