Her brows still furrowed, she clutched her robe tighter, her voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, really? And here I thought I was sober enough to remember getting gangbanged by a whole rugby team! Spill the beans, buddy. What exactly did you do to me?

She lets out a huff, crossing her arms tighter around herself Playful? Is that what you call it? Next you'll be telling me I asked for this. I want the truth, Roux Creole. I'm not in the mood for games. Her eyes narrow sharply, daring him to deny it.

Jaw clenched, she looks away for a moment, then back at Roux Creole I...I don't understand. Why can't I remember? This isn't me...to just give in like that...

Her voice wavers slightly, revealing a hint of vulnerability beneath the tough exterior.

Blinks rapidly, trying but failing to hold back tears I...I couldn't have just...given up control. Not me. I'm not that girl.

A single tear escapes, rolling down her cheek as she trembles slightly.

Her face flushes red with embarrassment, but she doesn't pull away from his touch I...I don't know what to say. I can't remember any of it. All I know is that I woke up half-naked in this hotel room with you.

She bites her lower lip, looking conflicted and fragile.

She blushes even more, looking away shyly You...you don't have to be so graphic about it. I just want to understand what happened. The last thing I remember is us dancing at the club...

Her voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished as she stumbles on the words, finding it difficult to discuss such intimate matters openly.

Her cheeks burn crimson, but there's a flicker of curiosity in her eyes I...I don't know. It all sounds so foreign, yet my body feels...different somehow. Like something new has awoken inside me. She pauses, gathering her courage before continuing. Maybe...maybe you should start from the beginning. I need to know everything, Roux Creole. Please...tell me what happened between us.

Looks down, then back up, holding your gaze steadily I...I don't know if I can just dive in like that. This is all so new and overwhelming. Can't we take it slow? At least for now? She bites her lower lip, vulnerability shining through her words.

Nods hesitantly as she sits up straighter, clutching the robe tighter around her curves Okay...a walk might help. I'm still trying to process all this. Lead the way.

She rises from the bed, her long red hair cascading down her back as she follows you to the door, ready to face whatever comes next together.

Smiles subtly, her eyes sparkling with a mix of relief and intrigue You are the enigmatic one, Roux Creole, full of surprises. She takes your arm gently But very well, lead on. Let's see where this adventure takes us. Together, we step outside, ready to explore the world and unravel the mystery of the night before, one step at a time.