An accidental thief.

Caroline had the strangest hangover. She took stock of herself as she walked to her bedroom door. Slightly nauseated, eyes dry. Nothing unusual. A slight headache...

Her head! She wasn't thinking right. It felt somehow... straighter? Like the jagged movement of her thoughts was smoothed-

Her train of thought was interrupted as her roommate emerged from her bedroom. Lisa was rubbing her eyes in the daylight as she limped across the room towards the kitchen. "Fuck, I don't think I've ever been that drunk before."

"Yes, we were both drunk. I helped you home."

"Well, after- whoa!" Lisa jumped back in shock. "What the fuck? You're naked!"

Caroline glanced down in confusion, not moving to leave. "No, I'm not. I have panties on."

Lisa was shocked. "Your tits are out! Are... what the fuck, Caroline? Are you ok?"

Caroline shrugged, her large, shapely orbs quaking lightly. Lisa blushed and looked away.

"To be honest, I don't think so. I feel strange this morning. I... don't know if it's a bad thing."

Lisa's face had gone deep red. "...oh fuck, I did it."

Caroline watched her roommate's panic attack with a detached curiosity. After a few deep breaths, Lisa continued. "I... my family, some of us can do this, uh, thing. Like where we take something from someone."

"You mean theft?" Caroline interjected.

"Kind of, actually, yeah. I was tested and I have it. We can take anything. Literally anything."

Lisa's bleary rant stirred something up in Caroline's memory. Had she asked the other woman to take something from her?