Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10337166-20150706054658/@comment-26130578-20150708005925

Only after Vermont mentioned it Prism noticed the headache creeping upon her. Swiftly she set down her whips and took a seat at the bar to prevent potentially collapsing. The warm scents offered an inviting remedy.

"Coffee, please," she said almost absentmindedly as she tried to piece together last night's events. The horror of what she could have done overpowered the embarrassment of the vulnerable state they were both in; Prism's borrowed shirt just barely covered everything, but the white fabric was transparent enough to slightly show her underwear.

"I- um... Firstly, I apologize. It wasn't my place to go overboard and burden you... Why am I dressed in this?"