It was a beautiful morning, rays of mellow sunlight filtered through the Windows, and shone on David's eyes.
Being a sleepyhead, he hate seeing the rays of sunlight in his room early morning, he made sure he commanded his family housemaid to close the curtains of his window tightly, cause of the rays of early morning sunlight.
"You're finished today Daphne" he cursed under his breath, with his closed eyes, as the sunlight reflected in the room.
Yet he still lay limply on the bed, like a broken doll draped in a heavy blanket. Just as he turned to the other side, to close the curtains, with his eyes close he hit his face on something warm, and he startled out of his sleep.
He wondered what he hit his face with, forcibly he opened his eyelids and bolted up to a sitting posture, whipping his head around in wide-eyed confusion.
After taking a moment to force sleep away from her eyes, he couldn't recognize the room he was in.
"This is not my room! He startled.
He closed back his eyes, perhaps thinking he must be dreaming, but suddenly a hand reached out from behind and touched his back. the sudden touch made him tremble like a dehydrated leaf. He quickly turned his head around opened his eyes, behold his face, and his eyes rested on his family housemaid.
"Shit" A scream comes out of his mouth, causing the bed to shake, and he sprang up to his feet.
"What the hell is going on...what happened here" He shouted, tiny, he looked around the room since he wasn't in his room until it dawned on him that he was in their housemaid's room.
"What I'm doing here" he screamed and startled the maid beside him out of her sleep. The maid shot up from the bed shivering.
David stared at the floor, and his face rested on the messy clothes on the floor, he recognized one of the clothes to be the clothes he wore last night. His eyes moved to his body, hoping his clothes is on his body. Sudden laughter broke out of his mouth, after comprehending he is in underwear, the laughter made the maid tremble where she lie low on the bed.
He moved his eyes back to the bed, and he glared at his maid, Daphne who lunged into the corner of the bed, she quickly draped herself up with the blanket, seeing how David scrutinized his body with a deadly gaze, she looked around to find a way to escape the room.
David didn't look happy, seeing the atmosphere in the room, he clutched his aching forehead desperately searching through his memories to unravel what happened last night, but he couldn't recall.
Without uttering a word, he bent down to pick up the scattered clothes on the ground, and gently put them on.
"Why not put on your clothes and explained to me what happened here last night?" David said in a cold voice, his voice full of disdain.
In great shame, Daphne snatched her clothes from the floor and put them on, thinking about how to explain the situation to her boss.
To be continued.