Miya is entirely unaware how her actions effect the man before her as she simply takes off her shirt and discards it on the floor, that nude bra entirely drenched from her swim in the fountain. As she giggles at him, asking him if she were drunk, she can't help but fall into another fit of giggles as he responds, the room spinning around her making her feel like she was on a ride in an amusement park. She moves towards the couch as she's told, plopping down as she tilts her head to look at the ceiling for the briefest of moments. She hardly realizes that Ludo is squatting before her, dry clothes in hand as her head lolls to the side, her chocolate gaze narrowing at him. Lurching forward, she moves too fast as she nearly knocks heads with him, Miya's petite hands coming to rest on Ludo's shoulders. Laughing again, she misses his next statement and feels the man's hand reaching around her, unclasping that bra. Eyes opening, she watches him then, hardly noting the way that he doesn't look at her, something she would appreciate if she had been sober.

As he explains that he wasn't trying to do anything to her, Miya blinks at him in confusion. What would he be trying to do anyways? Lifting her arms up, she allows the man to put that oversized shirt on her, as it comes down to mid thigh, looking like she was wearing a short dress. "You're funny," she giggles then, flopping herself backwards to lean into that couch once more. When he demands she go change her pants, Miya frowns at him, shaking her head, "I don't want to," she whines, though she can hardly deny him as he abruptly pulls her up from that couch, only to lead her to that bathroom, shoving those sweats into her hand. As he locks her in the bathroom, the woman merely stands there, staring at those pants in hand. Muttering to herself, she merely stands there complaining to Ludo the entire time. His withholding of the hot chocolate finally gets her to slip off those drenched jeans, but instead of putting on those sweats, she turns her nose up at them and leaves them on the counter. The oversized shirt covered everything that needed to be covered, plus it was much more comfortable like this.

When she opens the door, the woman misses the way Ludo glances at her as he states that he would go make the hot chocolate. Nodding her head vigorously, she grins widely at him, following him into the kitchen and finding a stool to sit on, watching as he confidently moves around the small kitchen. "Did you know that before my mom died I wanted to be a chef?" She says offhandedly her grin widening as a hazy memory begins to etch into her mind. Returning he attention back to Ludo, she watches as he quickly fills those mugs, topping them off with marshmallows, her smile widening with joy. How delicious it looked! Before he can pick them up, she pops off the stool and staggers into the living room, quickly falling onto that couch again, aware of the music that so fills the apartment this time, her head swaying from side to side. It was soothing really, perhaps not her pick of music, though she hardly minds it in this moment as Ludo finally hands her one of those mugs, her eyes widening as she takes it in again.

Immediately, she raises it to her lips as she takes a drink, having enough sense left in her not to gulp the liquid down. It seems to warm her instantly as Ludo inquires if it was the best hot chocolate she had ever had. Nodding her head vigorously, she's just shy of dumping the contents of that mug on her lap before she brings it back to her lips, sipping on it again. It hardly takes her long to finish before Ludo is taking that mug from her, sleepiness beginning to tug at the corner of her vision as the man suggests she go to bed. Blinking tiredly up at him, she merely nods her head as she stands up, using the man as support as he leads her into that bedroom. "I like adventures," she murmurs sleepily, "Today was the best day ever," she sighs as she crawls into that bed, pulling the covers over her as she rolls over, eyes closing almost immediately. Sleep finds her soon after, not realizing that Ludo had left her alone already, the lights off and the door shut. Her sleep is deep and restful though, perhaps one of the better nights of rest she had gotten since arriving in Sacrosanct and yet, she wasn't prepared for when her eyes open, the blinding sun instantly making her realize she had a pounding headache.

As those chocolate eyes focus on the unfamiliar room around her, she lurches upwards, regretting it as she can feel a wave of nausea overcome the woman. She has to bite her tongue from releasing the contents of her stomach all over the bed, a faint scent of cologne tickling her nostrils. Wildly, Miya glances around before throwing those covers from her and moving to a standing position. There's a moment when all she feels is vertigo, the woman reaching out to steady herself with the bed as her chocolate eyes take in the room again. Where was she? What happened last night? She's almost in a panicked state at that point as she looks down to note her clothing, or rather, her lack of clothing. Eyes widening, she tugs on that shirt only to realize that she had none of her clothing on. Searching the room in a rush, she looks for that clothing only to come up short. Moving towards that door, she places her hand on the handle, Hesitating for the briefest of moments before she throws that door open and storms out into the open area, finding Ludo laying half naked on the couch. "What did you do to me last night?" She demands, her arms folding over herself in an almost vulnerable.

Miyako Aiken