After a hostile encounter, what seemed like a usual fight turned into a flirty encounter, leading to a one-night stand. It wore both of you out.

The next morning, you two slowly woke up, but not pulling away from each other yet. She had her arms wrapped around your arm, leaning her head on your shoulder. You glanced around the room and the room's floor, glazing at the clothes shattered on the floor. Your view was blurry, with your eyes half-closed, you could only see black and red blurry clothes on the floor.

She could feel you already had woken up, so she greeted you with her eyes still closed. "Mornin', sweetpea..."