reformingfury | The Morning After

Neil had already long left the compound, though it was still quite early in the morning for either of them, considering last night's activities. Dave was somewhat glad for it, though. He told himself last night that he'd deal with any regrets in the morning and to just relax while he could with Neil.

Regret still hadn't come to heart, and he's glad for it. The feeling that did settle in him, though, was... stunned? Obscured? "Confused" didn't quite cut it as he made his way somewhat zombie-like back to a couch in the rec room. It felt best to forego his usual run in favor of trying to process... everything.

"What was tha–?"

He gets cut off by the jukebox, playing something all too appropriate and embarrassing. Really, it was mercifully quiet just now. Is that necessary?

"Holy shit. No. Just..."

Rushing over, Dave tries to figure out how to turn down the volume before it wakes everyone else that isn't up yet. Unfortunately, that's not how the jukebox works, does it?

[OOC: Timed to the Saturday before the Old West plot started. I almost wasn't going to post this, but I needed to.]

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Dave thinks on that a moment, arching his brows. "That... actually makes sense. In a way, at least. I guess it's kinda like–" He thinks of something, where he's felt that off-ness. "–like the first day of senior year. Like it's something you just do, and have been doing, but it's like... this thing that happens that's supposed to mean shit in a way?"

"Or waking up the day after you realize you were switched at birth and your whole life is the result of a cosmic flip-flop when you were four hours old?" Bay suggested.

"I think...meaning is about what you say it is."

He completely misses her second point, 'cause– "Wait, what?"

"Yeah," Bay said. It was sort of a relief to be sarcastic and laugh about it.

"When Daphne and I were born, the hospital had a little oopsie and I became Bay Madeline Kennish."

"Well, that's... Wow." Dave blinks and processes that. "And here I am, confused about losing the V-card.

But... honestly, I think 'Bay' suits you more?"

"I'd so rather worry about that than my whole...situation, trust me," Bay said. Before he could bluster, she poured them both some more coffee.

"Besides, it gives me an awesome hand in misery poker."

"I'm sorry, Bay." He looks solemnly into his fresh cup and just toys with the handle of the mug Suddenly, he feels like a shit head for obsessing on his issues. Granted, coming out in Lima with the wrong people could be catastrophic, but being switched at birth...

"Nah, don't worry about it."

Bay made herself sip her coffee and look at him, calm and cheerful. "I'm in a good mood and I'd so rather hear about what I should be putting on your 'Congrats on the Sex' cake."

"Still, if you want someone to talk about it with..."

At the mention of cake, though, his head tilts back up and his eyebrows arch in judgement. "Really? ...I'll accept cake after I stop being weird about it. I'll even make some stupid request on it. You can like... deck it out with those artsy skills of yours."

"It'll have puppies and balloons," Bay promised. "Very adorable. Very precious."

Or maybe bear cubs. That was a gay culture thing. Right?

There, he can now laugh. "Right under icing that says, 'Congrats on making him come, stud!'"

Dave smirks into his mug, remembering that, in spite of his off feelings, it was a very good night. "And I'm so making you one in the future. I'm not as good as you are, but I can attempt a unicorn."

Bay laughed and shook her head. "I think if it's that kind of cake, the last thing that should be on it should be a unicorn."

"But it'll be the last time you can be so close to one!" he snickers.

Laughing still, Bay reached out and gave him a light shove.

"Watch out before it's a Congrats on the Sex Cup of Coffee in your lap."

"Alright, alright!" He finishes his mug before she can make good on that and gets up to clean it out.

"I think I'm gonna head back down. Get more real sleep in." He gestures at her costume. "You'll probably wanna do the same, Tink."

The Morning After

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