Morning light filtered through the curtains, soft and golden as the new day stretched lazily over the bed.
Coco groaned, barely awake, her limbs heavy and deliciously sore as she rolled onto her side, making the sheets tangle around her legs, the fabric cool against her flushed skin.
She blinked drowsily, half-burying her face back into the pillows, her body humming from last night's activities.
Even with her body screaming in dull pain, the sunlight that streamed through the windows made the room warm and filled with a comfortable silence.
Then, the memories of the night before came back to her like a fuzzy dream, making her believe that everything is just a fragment of her imagination, but the soreness all over her body was all too real for her to believe that it was simply a dream.
Groaning, she pushed her laziness aside.
Slowly, she pushed herself up onto her elbow, grimacing at the various aches and pains that made themselves known.
