Celia was back home from finishing a long movie. She had heard from her driver that you had won the Oscar's tonight and you wouldn't be home but instead be celebrating.

That was three hours ago and now it 1 in the morning as Celia waited for you on the couch watching a movie. She could never sleep alone without you. The feeling of missing you was enough for her to call a late night driver and help her find you.

You wake up with your head on Celia's lap than on the counter at the bar where all the celebrities went to on special nights like this one. The car stopped and you knew you were back at home. Celia's hand laid on your head.

"Did you have a nice night?"