The Morning After

The scene from last night instantly flashed in Beatrice's mind. Her face turned bright red, and she turned her head away, not daring to look at Nathaniel.

Nathaniel, however, remained calm, as if he had amnesia, walking naturally to his desk.

He glanced at the coffee on the desk, noticing it was different from usual. "What's this?"

"Root Vegetable Soup, for hangovers," Beatrice pressed her lips to