Room 308, Saturday Morning
Mar. 6th, 2010 08:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bitten_notshyWhen Jack Dawson opened his eyes, he assumed he'd won some kind of ship upgrade -- this cabin definitely wasn't in steerage. His luck on this trip was holding, he decided as he smiled at the ceiling.
Then his elbow bumped the person next to him. Okay, maybe less an upgrade, more somebody who'd gotten him drunk and let him crash with them. Still pretty swank to get out of the bunks for a night. He'd just have to get out of here and go find Rose. Maybe she'd be willing to sneak away with him for somecarsex breakfast.
Then he realized the person in bed next to him was a girl ... and his pajamas were about six inches too short.
This was starting to seem like a very strange morning. Jack sat up silently to see if he could figure out anything more about what had happened.
[OOC: Titanic, yup. Open to those already in the room. ]
Then his elbow bumped the person next to him. Okay, maybe less an upgrade, more somebody who'd gotten him drunk and let him crash with them. Still pretty swank to get out of the bunks for a night. He'd just have to get out of here and go find Rose. Maybe she'd be willing to sneak away with him for some
Then he realized the person in bed next to him was a girl ... and his pajamas were about six inches too short.
This was starting to seem like a very strange morning. Jack sat up silently to see if he could figure out anything more about what had happened.
[OOC: Titanic, yup. Open to those already in the room. ]
