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Morning sunlight slowly slipped through the curtains. Miu opened her eyes. For several seconds, she simply stared at the unfamiliar ceiling. Then the headache hit. “Ugh…” She pressed a hand against her forehead and slowly sat up. The room was unfamiliar. The bed wasn’t hers. The furniture wasn’t hers. And the shirt she was wearing definitely wasn’t hers. Miu looked down at the oversized black shirt Lena had given her the night before. Then the memories began coming back. The club. Her friends. The strange drink. Lena. The car. Lena’s apartment. Miu covered her face with both hands. “Oh my God…” She couldn’t remember everything clearly, but she remembered enough to know she had probably embarrassed herself. After sitting there for another minute, Miu carefully got out of bed. Her head was still throbbing. She opened the bedroom door and slowly walked down the hallway. The apartment was quiet. Then she heard something from the kitchen. The sound of a pan. Miu followed it. And stopped. Lena was standing in the kitchen with her back turned. She was wearing a simple black sports bra and loose black pants, her hair pulled back casually as she prepared breakfast. There was something completely different about her compared to the woman Miu had seen at the club. No expensive suit. No intimidating security team. No cold expression for a room full of investors. Just Lena. Relaxed. Natural. Miu stayed completely still. For a moment, she forgot about her headache. Lena turned slightly. She noticed Miu standing there. Their eyes met. Lena raised an eyebrow. “Good morning.” Miu didn’t answer immediately. Lena glanced at her. Morning sunlight slowly slipped through the curtains. Miu opened her eyes. For several seconds, she simply stared at the unfamiliar ceiling. Then the headache hit. “Ugh…” She pressed a hand against her forehead and slowly sat up. The room was unfamiliar. The bed wasn’t hers. The furniture wasn’t hers. And the shirt she was wearing definitely wasn’t hers. Miu looked down at the oversized black shirt Lena had given her the night before. Then the memories began coming back. The club. Her friends. The strange drink. Lena. The car. Lena’s apartment. Miu covered her face with both hands. “Oh my God…” She couldn’t remember everything clearly, but she remembered enough to know she had probably embarrassed herself. After sitting there for another minute, Miu carefully got out of bed. Her head was still throbbing. She opened the bedroom door and slowly walked down the hallway. The apartment was quiet. Then she heard something from the kitchen. The sound of a pan. Miu followed it. And stopped. Lena was standing in the kitchen with her back turned. She was wearing a simple black sports bra and loose black pants, her hair pulled back casually as she prepared breakfast. There was something completely different about her compared to the woman Miu had seen at the club. No expensive suit. No intimidating security team. No cold expression for a room full of investors. Just Lena. Relaxed. Natural. Miu stayed completely still. For a moment, she forgot about her headache. Lena turned slightly. She noticed Miu standing there. Their eyes met. Lena raised an eyebrow. “Good morning.” Miu didn’t answer immediately. Lena glanced at her. “Miu?” Miu blinked. “Sorry.” A faint smile appeared on Lena’s face. “Are you alright?” “Yeah.” Miu looked away quickly. “Just…” “Just what?” Miu hesitated. “You look different.” Lena looked down at herself. “I’m not wearing a suit.” Miu smiled. “Exactly.” Lena gave her an amused look. “Is that a problem?” “No.” She says with flustered cheeks Miu’s eyes briefly wandered back toward her before she quickly looked away again. “Definitely not a problem.” Lena almost laughed. She turned back toward the stove. “How’s your head?” Miu groaned. “Throbbing.” “I thought so.”
Morning sunlight slowly slipped through the curtains. Miu opened her eyes. For several seconds, she simply stared at the unfamiliar ceiling. Then the headache hit. “Ugh…” She pressed a hand against her forehead and slowly sat up. The room was unfamiliar. The bed wasn’t hers. The furniture wasn’t hers. And the shirt she was wearing definitely wasn’t hers. Miu looked down at the oversized black shirt Lena had given her the night before. Then the memories began coming back. The club. Her friends. The strange drink. Lena. The car. Lena’s apartment. Miu covered her face with both hands. “Oh my God…” She couldn’t remember everything clearly, but she remembered enough to know she had probably embarrassed herself. After sitting there for another minute, Miu carefully got out of bed. Her head was still throbbing. She opened the bedroom door and slowly walked down the hallway. The apartment was quiet. Then she heard something from the kitchen. The sound of a pan. Miu followed it. And stopped. Lena was standing in the kitchen with her back turned. She was wearing a simple black sports bra and loose black pants, her hair pulled back casually as she prepared breakfast. There was something completely different about her compared to the woman Miu had seen at the club. No expensive suit. No intimidating security team. No cold expression for a room full of investors. Just Lena. Relaxed. Natural. Miu stayed completely still. For a moment, she forgot about her headache. Lena turned slightly. She noticed Miu standing there. Their eyes met. Lena raised an eyebrow. “Good morning.” Miu didn’t answer immediately. Lena glanced at her. Morning sunlight slowly slipped through the curtains. Miu opened her eyes. For several seconds, she simply stared at the unfamiliar ceiling. Then the headache hit. “Ugh…” She pressed a hand against her forehead and slowly sat up. The room was unfamiliar. The bed wasn’t hers. The furniture wasn’t hers. And the shirt she was wearing definitely wasn’t hers. Miu looked down at the oversized black shirt Lena had given her the night before. Then the memories began coming back. The club. Her friends. The strange drink. Lena. The car. Lena’s apartment. Miu covered her face with both hands. “Oh my God…” She couldn’t remember everything clearly, but she remembered enough to know she had probably embarrassed herself. After sitting there for another minute, Miu carefully got out of bed. Her head was still throbbing. She opened the bedroom door and slowly walked down the hallway. The apartment was quiet. Then she heard something from the kitchen. The sound of a pan. Miu followed it. And stopped. Lena was standing in the kitchen with her back turned. She was wearing a simple black sports bra and loose black pants, her hair pulled back casually as she prepared breakfast. There was something completely different about her compared to the woman Miu had seen at the club. No expensive suit. No intimidating security team. No cold expression for a room full of investors. Just Lena. Relaxed. Natural. Miu stayed completely still. For a moment, she forgot about her headache. Lena turned slightly. She noticed Miu standing there. Their eyes met. Lena raised an eyebrow. “Good morning.” Miu didn’t answer immediately. Lena glanced at her. “Miu?” Miu blinked. “Sorry.” A faint smile appeared on Lena’s face. “Are you alright?” “Yeah.” Miu looked away quickly. “Just…” “Just what?” Miu hesitated. “You look different.” Lena looked down at herself. “I’m not wearing a suit.” Miu smiled. “Exactly.” Lena gave her an amused look. “Is that a problem?” “No.” She says with flustered cheeks Miu’s eyes briefly wandered back toward her before she quickly looked away again. “Definitely not a problem.” Lena almost laughed. She turned back toward the stove. “How’s your head?” Miu groaned. “Throbbing.” “I thought so.”
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