3. Where I wake up…

Quistis POV

Auw…  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.