Reflections from the Night Before

[faewildmods]

J-Dawg

my bro from another ho

Puck

Did you get the name of that naiad last night?

J-Dawg

Are you fucking kidding me? I should punch you in the junk rn. My M O T H E R is livid

Puck

Oh, that explains a few things.

Puck

Uh, can you get someone with fire magic to come and help me de-ice the walls?

code

You wake up a little bleary-eyed and fuzzy-minded. It's strange. You don't really remembering overindulging last night, and yet here you are with the distinct sense that somehow you weren't making the best decisions. Faerie magic is funny like that.

But it's probably fine. It's not like you made any really poor life decisions, right? Like drunk-mirroring your fellow Faewild guests?

Oh. Oh no.

Better check your messages, and see what's in your Reflections from the Night Before.




All right, dears, you know the drill. Your characters have found themselves firing off (perhaps) ill-advised texts. Choose from the horrifying archive of text based debauchery or craft your own bespoke messages.

All threads in this post may be considered canon if all parties involved agree. All threads may be counted for Activity Check as well as Rewards.

Comments

[charmperson]

Ask him.

[makingmyway]

[ ………… ]

It’s embarrassing though.

[ How dare you suggest healthy communication, Tryst. ]

[charmperson]

Despite the expression, no one's ever actually died of embarrassment.

Look, I get it. A lot of my clients were awfully shy about asking for what they wanted to start with. But things go so much better when you're honest about what you want.

[makingmyway]

I suppose so. Though I feel that clients making a request is a bit different from asking your best friend to kiss you.

[charmperson]

Given my line of work, not all that different.

The best friend thing does complicate things. So much that could go wrong. But so much more that could go right.

[makingmyway]

It’s the things that could go wrong that really worry me.

[charmperson]

All right. Let's do some basic calculations here, darling.

What's the worst that could happen? The nightmare scenario?

[makingmyway]

The worst thing that could happen?

Things would get too awkward between us that we couldn't even be friends anymore.

[ Dorian is definitely a "glass half empty" kind of person. ]