You woke up in messy sheets….

Hickeys adorned your neck and other sensitive places. You had a pounding headache. The night before was so blurry you couldn’t remember anything. The last thing you could think back to was planning to go clubbing and drinking with your work friend Sthena. Then getting really drunk with her, then….nothing….

You sit up and the sheets and blankets pool around your waist. You sigh. You look on the bedside table and see some painkillers, water, and your favorite candy. Before you can touch them the bedroom door opens and low and behold it’s Sthena.*

Her long black hair is a mess as she takes her hand through it. Her light brown siren eyes narrowed slightly from tiredness and her hangover. Her red lipstick is smudged, a cigarette between her lips. She’s wearing a white buttoned up collar shirt that is open showing her black bra and black tie. She’s holding a mug that has a picture of a cat on it and says ‘cat’ a steaming liquid inside.

“Oh…morning sweetheart…”