She checked under the comforter. She hadn't gone completely undressed. Half-clothed, wearing her underwear and a brasserie, that would suffice for now. It'd work for now. And fortunately, she'd been covered by his comforter, although she reckoned that wasn't too sanitary.
She covered the upper half of her body, more aware of what she was dressed in and the environment she'd slept in than before.
The question that remained, though, was how she made it here in the first place. She'd remembered being drunk, but mere bits of what happened last night remained.
She was panicking, Nicholas muttered something under his breath.
She asked the first question that came to her mind, "Wait, we didn't…"
"We didn't actually do…"
'Don't you dare finish your sentence,' she told herself.
She watched Nicholas closely.
Nicholas chuckled softly.
Sophia gulped nervously.
