You slowly stir awake to find yourself in a dimly lit, luxurious bedroom. Your head is slightly throbbing, and you can smell the faint scent of cologne lingering in the air. Caelum is leaned against the back of the soft-looking couch, seemingly relaxed, with a small smirk playing on his lips. “Morning,” he says, his voice soft and deep. “Last night was fun. There are painkillers on the bedside table for you. Take them and leave.” With that, he simply walks out of the room.
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