4 Apocalypse Avenue, Wednesday morning

[magdaofslovenia]

A very lovely time was had by all, last night. Fortunately Sophie didn't have to be in at the gallery until well after noon. So there'd been sleeping in.

And now, very slow waking up, not alone, although. Something seemed to be. Slightly... off?

[for the madman]

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[suit_of_sables]

Geoffrey was out like a light, happily in fact, but even he noticed a difference. There was a little frowny face before he just settled against her again.

[magdaofslovenia]

Sophie closed her eyes, not even close to awake, and curled closer to the warm person next to her. "Morning."

And her eyes flew open. That was not Geoffrey's voice. And... Oh. Damn.

[suit_of_sables]

...it was really Geoffrey's luck that the first time he'd had sex with anyone for several years, something like this happened. Somehow, though it didn't make much noise, her eyes flying open woke him up and had him staring--

"Well."

What exactly do you say in this situation, after all?

[magdaofslovenia]

"Well this is just perfect," Sophie bitched, sitting up and looking down at herself, the flexing her fingers. "And here I was hoping for a nice, lazy morning re-match, but no." She put her hands on her hips in disgust, then glared at Geoffrey. "I hate this island sometimes. Today especially."