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023: Unconventional feelings
Author: Nengi_Christian
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Pamela woke up on a bed, soft, plush beneath her body. Keeping her warm, and her headache at bay. Which led to her shooting her eye lids up out of fear and confusion. The last thing she remembered was reaching for the door knob at a club bathroom and passing out.

From a farther look, it's understandable why she's suddenly freaked by seeing green satin sheets instead of cold white tiles.

She scanned the room with her tired eyes. Seeing expensive items at every crevice and corner. From the chandelier dangling from the center of the room. The diamond crested mirror, and vases.

"Where the fuck am I?" She asked out loud. Hearing shuffling from somewhere in the room, but no actual response. She slid her body out from under the covers. Her bare feet touched the floor, and she gasped. The cold feeling tickles her toes.

Pamela moves towards the mirror, seeing that her clothes hadn't been changed but her shoes were missing.

The main doors came apart, and Corey walked in with a strange look
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