Xander had his moments where he acted impulsively, and now was one of those times. He had no idea where they were, but he and Delilah had seemed to end up sleeping in the same place. He was glad to see that his drunk self had let her have the bed, he was perfectly fine being on the couch. He’d walked up to her and leaned down, pressing a kiss to her lips before his eyes widened and he leaned back. “Oh, sorry. I was just trying to wake you up.”
the brunette stirred on her sleep at the feeling of someone's lips pressing against her own, her eyes fluttering open with a sleepy smile touching her brims. well--that was until she realized who the other person was. "by kissing me? do i look like snow white to you?" delilah asked groggily before her eyes comically widened to look if she was fully clothed and thankfully, she seemed to be. "where are we? we didn't--i didn't do anything stupid, have i?" she questioned as she shot up straight, just befre a pounding headache soon attacked her. // @xandermoore