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[tomatatas]

[Romana wakes with a start, her body instantly knowing something's not right. Was it the feel of silk sheets, a too soft bed, or the painful press of the wire in the lingerie the town's given her, or just some six sense, she's not sure. But she's awake, and while her first instinct is to shriek in indignation at her state of undress, she manages to

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[macanese]

[Macau is heavily asleep until he hears a hustling and then a rather loud, feminine voice he hasn't heard before. His eyes aren't open just yet, but his hand is searching for his glasses. Oh... this does not feel like the couch he has been sleeping on nor the furniture near it.

He rubs his eyes, his eyes finally opening and adjusting to the light. His attire is just down to a black pair of silk boxers... something he's very sure he hasn't been wearing. Then he notices a woman, a woman who looks rather distressed.]

By your expression, I am guessing you are just as confused as I am. [He gets up from the bed, fixing his hair and trying not to look at her directly. He extends his hand, bending down to help her up.] Maybe there is something here you can use to... ah, cover up, if you want.

[tomatatas]

[Her cheeks bright red, Romana whirls around to face Macau, clutching tighter at the silk sheet. They only darken when she sees what he's wearing, her eyes drifting down slowly, before she quickly yanks her gaze away.

She's more than happy to stay sitting, on the floor, and die of embarrassment, but the floor isn't that comfortable and so she slowly takes his hand] Ah.... Thank... thank you. I think... I have this sheet, I should be fine...

sorry for the delay ;; busy holiday weekend

[macanese]

[He gives a little smile when she takes her hand, and so he helps her up.] Maybe if we look around, we can find some proper clothing for me, then. [A little laugh to ease the tension and nervousness.]

This isn't your bedroom, is it? It isn't mine or the one in my house. [It's weird to think of the house he shares with Hungary as his.] Were you trying to open the door just then?

It's fine! No biggieee

[tomatatas]

[Coughs softly, adjusting her sheet, trying her best not to look at him.] ...Yes. Hopefully. [Nope, it will be awkward forever.

Also, she actually looks scandalised that you'd even think this was her house] No! It's not mine, and I've never seen it before! And yes, I was, but the stupid thing won't open! [Hey door, have another kick]