Sera woke up with a mind-splitting headache. Her groggy eyes opened to a dark blue ceiling, with a wooden fan spinning at a fairly low speed. She tried sitting up, but her head spun even faster than the fan.
She fell back on the couch, which served as her bed. Only now did she notice the blanket covering her body, which lay naked.
"What the fuck happened?" she said with a deep, exhausted sigh. This wasn't the first time she woke up naked on a random piece of furniture, but usually she remembered the regrets of yesterday.
She couldn't recall anything after drinking the Angel Spit, but judging by the unknown surroundings and lack of clothing, she'll most certainly have regrets.
Soon a light chuckle drew Sera's attention. Her golden-green eyes moved across the room slowly, and through her blurred vision, she saw an interesting figure seated behind a wide carved desk.
