"Cadence, are you awake?"

Her eyes flickered open for a second, confusion setting in before she promptly shut them. The room was bright--which meant it was morning. Her head wasn't pounding; rather than feeling like she had been hit by a truck, she felt like she could pick one up and throw it.

But she was still confused. She buried her head beneath a pillow before asking, "Why are you utilizing the IAC when you're here?"

"Because I left about three hours ago," he replied slowly.

Cadence groaned, her hand shooting out to the empty space beside her. Of course he did. She glanced at the clock. She couldn't believe...