She turned over on the other side, clearly realizing that some kind of glare obsessively burst into the black screen in front of her eyes. She buried her face into the pillow and inhaled the familiar pungent smell of cologne. She smiled weakly, this time without pain, and opened her eyes.

Never before in my life did I catch such a buzz from the usual action - to open my eyes. And see a bright blue waterfall made in watercolor.

Leader's bedroom. Wake up in his bedroom. The best thing that can happen after an unsuccessful escape and a sweet victory, which they nevertheless dragged by the ears and put...