3. Where I wake up…
Quistis POVAuw… My head….
It hurts… Auw, again… I look around.
This isn't my room… Then who's is it?
Hyne, my head… Gotta stop thinking… Hurts…
I close my eyes and doze off again.
~"You've
had enough, Trepe." The bartender told me.~
I open my
eyes again. Still… hurts… My head… I try to locate myself…. I'm lying in a king-size bed. It's certainly not a suite. The wooden floor looks like you can fall
right through it if you even set one foot on it. The room has a bad smell to it, I can't really place, and a vague
guy scent.
Did I go home with a guy? Hyne, what if
we…?
The old curtains allow me to have a peek out the window. Not the ground floor, that much is clear.
My head… I need to rest some more…
~Five men,
a dark ally, my arms are held back, a discusting kiss…~
I sit up
and see that someone has left some pills on the night table. Gotta stop that damn pain… I take some of
the pills.
"Feeling better?" I hear a voice coming from far, before I drift off again.
~Seifer appears out of nowhere… He
kills three and the rest is too afraid…~
"Seifer?"
"So, you're awake, Instructor?" he smirks. "You got pretty drunk last night…"
"Don't call me that."
"What? Drunk?"
"No,
Instructor… I'm not an… your Instructor anymore…"
"Then what do I call you? Icy b*tch?"
"Mind your language!"
"I'll just keep on calling you Instructor.
You still behave like one. You
haven't changed at all, except for the drinking part."
"Shut up, Almasy!"
I get up and notice I'm only wearing a T-shirt. He smirks again.
"Seifer, what did you do with my clothes?"
"They smelled like smoke and liquor, so I decided to wash them. Guess you'll be stuck here till they are
dry."
"Almasy, you're unbelievable!"
I sit back down on the bed.
