"Kyaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!"
Arthur was jerked awake by a piercing scream.
His eyes snapped open as he instinctively reached for a weapon—only to realize he was completely naked.
Sitting up, he blinked groggily, trying to locate the source of the noise.
And there it was.
Eveline was curled up, a blanket wrapped tightly around her, her face twisted in shock and outrage.
Alicia, rubbing her eyes beside him, groaned, clearly just waking up.
She blinked at him in confusion.
"Good morning, Arthur…?" Her drowsy voice trailed off as she scanned the room. Then her gaze dropped to his bare chest.
Her eyes widened.
"...Why the fuck are you naked in my room?!"
Then, she turned and saw Eveline, equally naked, looking just as bewildered.
"Eveline?! Why are you here?!"
"That's what I want to know!!" Eveline snapped, hugging the blanket tighter around herself. She turned her glare toward Arthur, her expression a mix of anger and horror.
