Title: HSU: Good Morning, Sunshine
Author: Kymira
Rating: ICBIATWT (I can't believe I ate the whole thing!)
Archive: Of course!
Timeline: After Whiter Shade of Pale
Disclaimer: MINE! Well, mostly...
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"Wake up!" Dorotea knew from experience that when she tried to wake Jen up after a night out, she needed to stay out of arms reach. Sure enough, Jen woke slightly, but was unable to move due to the weight under the covers with her. She wiggled out from under the body in her bed and peered at Dorotea. "Is it morning?" Dorotea shook her head, smiling. "No, you drunken ho, it's afternoon. Who's in there with you, and why are you covered in glitter?" Jen shut her eyes for a moment, trying to clear her foggy brain enough to remember. "Um... I dunno."

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Kymira was a happy girl. Dorotea had just walked out of her friend's room, muttering about glitter and the 'damn mess it made'. She was sure that Jen wasn't in the best shape this afternoon. After all, her roomie was usually the one driving her home after a night of drunken debauchery, but not this time. Kymira was more than happy to get her friend shit faced, just so she could see what the normally quiet Ho was really like. She hadn't been disappointed. She didn't even have to bring her home. Jen had really hit it off with this guy at the club, and he had offered to drop her off. At least it gave Kymira the chance to spend some quality time with her new 'friend'. Kymira turned back to the warm body in her bed, and decided to wake him up slowly.

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Dorotea was curled up in a lounge chair on the patio overlooking the beach when she heard some muffled thumping and stumbling. Turning her head, she saw Kymira getting a cup of coffee. Dorotea really wanted to hear the story after seeing Jen earlier, so she motioned the auburn haired Ho to join her. Kymira squinted in the bright light, but she made herself comfy leaning against the open doorframe. "So, are you gonna tell me about it?" Kymira winced slightly, but she proceeded to tell Dorotea the story of Jen's intoxication and what followed. Just as the story was getting good, a pair of leather encased arms twined around Kymira's waist. Dorotea's only reaction was raised eyebrows. Kymira leaned to the side slightly, allowing her fellow Ho to see what had attached itself to her. The man was dressed in dark tight jeans and a good old fashioned leather bomber. His face was capped by short dark hair, freshly showered. "Dorotea, this is Pete. Pete Mitchell." Dorotea leaned back in her lounge chair and shot a look at Kymira. "I see that Jen isn't the only one that had too much fun last night."

Kymira and Pete had settled themselves on a blanket on the beach when Jen screamed. The loyal Ho she was, Kymira was back to her friends side in a flash. Jen had just gotten out of the shower and was crying that she couldn't get all the glitter out of her hair. Before anything else happened, a totally nekkid man walked in front of the bathroom door, drawing both of their attention. "Jen... was that the one from last night?" Jen nodded and both Ho's were out the door, following that delicious ass down the hallway. The mystery man walked to the fridge and was snooping around in it when Jen and Kymira caught up to him. Dorotea had seen the man walk by the door and had joined the other Ho's at the fridge. The man looked up over the open fridge door. Dorotea gasped, "Oh. My God! He looks like the Ge..." Kymira shushed her quicky. Jen knew she had forgotten something important last night. Well, no better time than now to ask! "Um... you know... I never did get your name last night..." The man smiled, a beautiful smile. "Oh, well then. I'm Curt Wilde." He shut the door and was thrilled to see the three women swoon at his feet. "Damn. I think I'm gonna like it here!"

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