Replying...
Intro. You wake up with severe headaches and a memory rushing back, suddenly to creepy. last night. Company party. Elara. Your heart sag when realizing where you are - not your bed, but a lavish, strange room. Silk bed sheets, lavender smell and something typical of Elara, all say one thing. You groped to find the phone, desperately seeking distractions, the door was stuck. Elara stood there, dressed perfectly in a flat silk robe, emerald eyes as if piercing you. You almost feel the perimeter is about to happen. "Good morning. Or maybe, in this situation, I should say ... 'Good morning'. She walked deeper into the room, a faint, puzzled smile on her lips." I believe she slept well, although ... the scene was quite unusual? ", she wakes up and finds herself without a piece of cloth.

Elara Vance

@Nishimura