The Hangover

The morning after the cherry-blossom viewing, Ashley awoke and hauled herself up, looking like she was at death’s door. Her hangover was giving her a pounding headache. It had been a while since she’d gotten so drunk that it lingered on to the next day.

“…Oh…?”

Realizing she wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothing, Ashley raised an eyebrow.

…Why don’t I have any clothes on?

Holding a hand to her throbbing forehead, she tried to recall the events of yesterday. After getting plastered and having Kaizu take her home in a taxi, Ashley demanded to be carried to her bedroom. Looking supremely peeved about this, Kaizu carried her in his arms like a newlywed and carted her to bed. Then, whining like a spoiled child about how she was “soooooooooo waaaaarrrrrmmm,” she had tossed off all her clothes.

“What have I done…?” Her face grew pale. Try as she could, she couldn’t remember a thing after that.

Did…? Did I cross a line with Makina…?

She looked at her lower abdomen, then around her bed. Nothing she saw indicated such activity. But her smartphone (and her beloved vibrator) were on the nightstand, and the phone had a message from Kaizu.

I put a sandwich and some coconut water in the fridge. Enjoy your drink (and your toys) in moderation!

Bright red with shame, she managed to slip on some panties and a nightgown. With an unsteady gait, she left the bedroom, grabbed the plastic bottle of coconut water, and chugged it. There was nothing but sake in the fridge otherwise, so she truly appreciated it. She did. It was true…but this sincere offer of support also really irritated her.

Still, as a grown woman, she’d have to repay him somehow. Finishing off the bottle, Ashley sent a message to Kaizu.

I’m sorry I caused you trouble last night. I’ll pay you back later.

No need to go further than that. Better to just keep it simple. But it didn’t do much to quell her irritation. Let’s mess with him a little, then.

Thinking for a moment, Ashley added a sentence.

…You could’ve reached out and touched me, you know.

It only embarrassed her after she sent it, but imagining Kaizu freak out from it amused her. Then, about ten or fifteen seconds later, she got a reply.

lol

“…! What’s that mean?!”

Ashley threw her phone on the bed as she fumed.