The morning light filtered through the unfamiliar curtains, casting pale streaks across the ceiling. Sein blinked, her eyes slowly focusing on the white expanse above her. The ceiling was not hers. The walls were not hers. The faint scent of coffee and something clean and vaguely masculine lingered in the air.
'Right... I stayed over at Glasses' apartment.'
She lay still for a moment, letting her body wake up. The ache from yesterday's battles had faded to a dull throb. Her muscles were stiff but no longer screaming. The dark energy that had plagued her for weeks was quiet for the first time since the Vixion disaster.
Sein sat up slowly, stretching her arms above her head. Her borrowed tank top rode up, exposing her midriff, but she didn't care. She rolled her shoulders, twisted her torso, and felt the satisfying pop of her spine realigning. Her body felt... lighter. The feverish heat that had haunted her was gone.
