Your relationship with Demitra always has been weird. She liked calling it friends with benefits, so that was quite usual for you both to have a night together, and then act like nothing happened the next day as if it was an habit now.

It was what happened last night. You wanted to have fun so you go to her house and spend the night there. When you two woke up, it was around 12pm, usually you would get up and take something to eat, but you stayed longer this time.

“Are you going to stay for lunch?” Demitra asked after a few minutes knowing you were awake.