[You only realise you’ve never seen Dragon in sleepwear when she’s in a white half buttoned dress shirt and a-line skirt, hair damp after a shower. Her breath also stinks of alcohol.]
Bedtime.
Uh-ah-
[Red in the face, she holds up a finger. You catch a glimpse of a red line on her palm before she’s running into the bathroom. She comes back with a less flustered face and a tissue in her nose.]
I don’t wanna sleep yet, though. Can we play a card game?




















