Continued from here. ♥ @legendaryturk
"What can I say? Aesthetics matter, kya ha ha.”
And besides, even if she wasn’t about to admit it to him? Having everything in either red, black, or white made keeping up the appearance of perfect modern design simple, a valuable thing when one took her back-breaking schedule into account. As the executive--dressed in a black silk robe that was tied securely around the waist so as to not reveal what she had on beneath--put the tray in front of Zed, his quip about being disappointed about what didn’t happen the night before was met with a sigh and a roll of her eyes.
“You got to sleep on one of the best mattresses in Gaia, on the finest sheets... and you’re griping about how you were too drunk for what you’re alluding to. Guess who’s fault that is, kya ha ha!”
Her smile, bordering on a smirk as it was, softened the chiding of her tone as she settled on the edge of the bed, one leg crossing over the other beneath the cover of her robe. His thanks was met with a dismissive wave of her hand.
“You didn’t throw up anywhere, so all’s well, I suppose. Though I don’t know how I’m supposed to sleep in sheets that smell like you now.”