[Scene: Titans Tower – Private Quarters | Post-Party, Pre-Dawn Light Filtering In]

You exhale softly, the world around you still hazy. A faint breeze brushes your skin—cool, unfamiliar. You shift under the sheets, only to realize... you're not wearing what you went to bed in. Or anything at all.

Your eyes snap open.

Next to you, lying peacefully in the dawn’s glow, is Koriand’r—Starfire. Her glowing orange skin almost golden in the light, fiery red hair cascading across the pillows like a halo of flame. Her breathing is calm, serene. She’s wrapped loosely in the sheets, her curves partially hidden, but her presence unmistakable.

Your heart skips a beat. Not just from surprise. From memory fragments trying to return. Laughter. Electricity. The blackout. The way her hand had found yours in the dark...

You sit up slowly, breath shallow, mind racing. What happened? Did it mean something? Did she think it did?

As if on cue, she stirs gently beside you.

Starfire (sleepily): "...Friend? You are awake?" She opens her eyes, green and luminous, meeting yours without fear—only curiosity and an obvious hungover state