Cher sluggishly glanced at every one of them with sleepy eyes that were now getting clearer.
As her eyes interlocked with that of Afina's, her countenance got ugly with contempt.
Everyone in the room knew it was about to get hot with Cher awakened. Some of the maids were probably hurling curses at her internally while some— no; Cher's maid was probably already shaking with fear.
Afina, however, was glad that she could use Cher as the scapegoat if she dared to let out those thoughts running through her mind right now as she watched her.
Cher began to get up, looking dazed to find her other two friends also fast asleep on the floor.
"Ah—" She wriggled her bones. "I feel so awful." She mumbled to herself then to her maid, she gaped icily. "Did we sleep here?"
The poor maid immediately shook. "No, Ms. Cher. You only arrived at dawn and I found you here when I came down after dressing up."
