In the morning...
Elsa squirmed as she felt the sun shining through her eyes. She squinted, glanced around, and just realized where she was. "Gosh, I'm sleeping at Carlos' house!"
the woman panicked, looking down at the blanket covering her body until she finally breathed a sigh of relief because she was still fully clothed. "He didn't do anything."
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Carlos came out of the Walk-in closet room wearing black basic pants combined with a white shirt and black tie that was not neatly attached. He walked over while fixing his tie but his eyes fell on Elsa who had just woken up.
"Good morning," said Carlos.
"Why did you bring me here?" Elsa asked with a probing look.
Carlos sat on the edge of the bed right next to Elsa and smirked at her. "You were drunk last night, that's why I brought you here," he replied.
"Why don't you just walk me home?" Elsa asked.
