Maya woke up in a daze, slumped over her desk, with her vinati around her stomach, and a small puddle of vomit crusted around her mouth. Ugh... She thought. Never again...
Getting up, she fetches a towel to wipe off her desk and her face, and fetches her waterskin to take a swig of water. Looking around, she finally realizes that Kane was no longer in the room. I wonder where he went... She pondered. Her headache was receding now, after the long rest she had. There was a lamp lit near the desk, on the floor, and outside it was dark. The door to her room was closed, but not locked, and the window was pulled shut.
Locking the door, Maya slips out of her clothes and lays on her bed, going back to the land of dreams.
Well Maya, you have a job now. Congratulations. Don't mess up. As always, her pessemistic side could not let her be happy. She told it to leave her be, and it seemed to listen, as she drifted off to sleep.
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by Maya on November 2nd, 2010, 8:35 pm
"The intellect of the wise is like glass; it admits the light of heaven and reflects it onto others." ~Augustus Hare
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