Last night... do you remember?

"My cat! I forgot my Nova!"

The man blinked twice, studying the woman's aghast face and large pupils. Luca ground her teeth, shaking him off aggressively. 

"Gosh! I'm so, so dead! How can I forget about her?" Luca jumped out of the bed, peaking down at the oversized shirt that reached her thigh. There was nothing down to protect her long legs, but she was aware she at least had underwear. 

Shit!

Luca looked around to search for her clothes, grabbing everything in a hurry and hugging them. As she busily picked up her clothes scattered on the floor without the leisure to wonder if she raised the white flag last night or whatnot, the man lazily pushed himself to sit up. 

He spied on her with interest, smirking, listening to her ramblings as she badmouthed herself. When she picked up the last piece, Luca jolted as she felt his gaze. She looked back at him, but only let out a long-suffering grunt.