Going home

The next morning, Eden woke up feeling a bit disoriented. As she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find herself without clothes.

Eden, holding her head: "Oh, what happened? Why am I...?"

Dion, rubbing his temples: "I can't remember much either. What did we...?"

Eden, trying to recall: "Sapphire Bliss... the party. I think we had too much to drink."

Dion, with a puzzled expression: "Sapphire Bliss? Yeah, that drink was something."

Eden, recalling fragments: "I remember laughter and talking... but the details are fuzzy."

Dion, searching his memory: "Same here. It's like a jigsaw puzzle with missing pieces."

Eden, a bit embarrassed: "And why am I not wearing anything?"

Dion, chuckling: "Guess we had quite a night. Let's piece together what happened."

Eden and Dion, in the midst of trying to piece together the hazy memories, suddenly realized the gravity of their situation.

Eden, wide-eyed: "Wait, did we...?"

Dion, equally surprised: "Did we...?"

Both, in unison: "Did we get married a

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