Upon entering the room, Kirsten settled Selene onto the sofa.
As she turned to grab a glass of water, a quick side glance caught her attention. The once-wobbly Selene was now smoothly adjusting her skirt, and there was a newfound lucidity in her eyes.
Kirsten caught on right away.
Acting nonchalantly, she fixed a glass of warm water and a cup of honey-sweetened water.
Bringing them over, she said, "Ms. Ward, have some honey water to shake off that hangover."
Selene groaned, rubbing her temples. "My head's pounding, and my stomach's a mess. Do you have any painkillers or sleeping pills? I just wanna crash."
Kirsten set the cup on the coffee table. Her voice stayed gentle, but her stance was firm. "Sorry, Ms. Ward, no dice. Mixing booze and pills is a bad idea."
Selene looked at her a
