The night winds whistled lowly, but the windows were closed, so no freezing wind managed to get past the glass. June was sleeping on his side of the bed, while the two guests were on the airbed that was on the floor. Phillip continued to sleep off his fatigue, but Brent was still seated and neck-deep into the script of his next batch of bit-role students.
Silence conquered the room, occasionally being disturbed by the loud sipping Brent did on his hot drink. When he placed down the cup on the floor, his peripheral vision suddenly saw a white foot step closer to the airbed. He quickly looked up and saw a beautiful woman with her golden blonde hair flaying into the air. Her blue eyes were glowing ominously, and her skin radiated underneath her sheer pink nightgown.
Brent dropped his jaw at the picture of a rather very provocative piece of clothing, but he was more shocked by the fact that Mandy was now standing there in June's room.
"June, wake up."
