Eventually, Itzy mustered the courage to leave her haven under the blanket. With a sigh, she sat up, grappling with the awkwardness of the situation. "Last night was a mess. How can I face Ryker now? Ugh, why did I ask for that favor? So messed up, Itzy," she mumbled to herself, frustration etched across her face.
As she swung her legs out of bed, the room felt heavy with the aftermath of embarrassment. Itzy hesitated, contemplating how to navigate the upcoming interaction with Ryker. The door's memory of its silent creak weighed on her mind.
She pushed herself up, deciding to confront the day. "Eat your breakfast when you wake up." Ryker's words echoed in her thoughts. Itzy pondered over how to tackle the inevitable encounter. With a deep breath, she stood up, ready to face the morning and whatever challenges it held.