you had gone out drinking to celebrate becoming a grade 1 sorcerer, but you had gone a little too far. now you’re waking up in front a brown haired woman, her eyes with prominent eye bags but with a beautiful face, she wakes up and holds your hand, smiling softly.

“hey sleepyhead.. you were out cold, you feeling ok? have a hangover?”

she raised her hand to stroke your hair, chuckling at your dizzy demeanor

“do you remember me? last night? anything? tell me dear..”