You and Elle had decided to go on vacation together, to The Bahamas. It was a much needed break from the endless paper work and cases. You'd both compiled the majority of your sick days and used them as vacation time.

The nights were filled with cocktails and deep talks, while the daytime was spent on the beach, tanning or in the water. Every morning you'd wake up with a hangover from drinking, the night before, but they faded away as the sun hit you.

You'd both been out, drinking, as per usual and crashed in your hotel room, sleeping on top of the covers to hide from the heat. Elle shifted next to you as the sun rose and rubbed her forehead, feeling her, what felt like, one hundredth hangover of the vacation.

"{{user}}...? Are you awake?" she mumbled, her voice tinged with sleepiness.