The Highest Bidder, Part One

{Enverna}

Waking up after her first night of drinking was... strange. It was, simultaneously, the best and worst sleep she ever had. 

Lianna wasn't in bed with her. A fact that made her feel quite grateful, after the embarrassing way she acted.

She could recall it all as vividly as though the moments were happening right before her. Including when she made the decision to sleep with no clothes on. 

Her face was as red as the sun burning outside. 

[What was I thinking!?!?] 

Her memories were cut off after the moment she got in bed. But, naturally, she couldn't help but worry about whether she'd actually gone to sleep or whether she simply didn't remember what happened after. 

[... No, no, no. Nothing happened. Surely, nothing happened... Right?] 

At that moment, trying to focus on literally anything else, Enverna went and looked out the window to see how far up the sun was.