When I opened my eyes, I found I was lying on an extremely comfortable bed.
The clothes I slept in differed from what I had previously worn.
My skin did not feel sticky, and it seems I slept well.
Slowly sitting up, I slipped from the bed and took in the room, remembering immediately where I was.
Sigh, I had felt extremely tired that day, and had passed out after signing the contract.
I can't even remember what I signed, damn it.
Taking a few steps, I noticed I was extremely hungry and, to the point I was dizzy.
Shaking my head, I slowly left the room and took the stairs one step at a time. Downstairs I saw that there seems to be someone else present because the table was laid out with many delicious foods.
I pursed my lips, feeling the hunger grip me even more.
Should I sit and eat?
I felt as if I was dying but I am still a maid, sleeping together err... Three times? Doesn't really count.
