The man’s head pounded as he stirred awake, no recollection of what had happened. He turned, feeling the sheets beneath him before his eyes popped open and caught the image of the ceiling. Slowly, he turned his head, gazing upon the satin pillows and sheets.

"……this isn’t my bed….”

2 months ago  •  53
#open #indie rp #supernatural rp #independent rp #all the rps #//recycling cause I can #//plus this turned out some interesting threads last time #//though he's not gay sooooo sorry people
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