...And wake up alone

When you wake up in the morning, you find that you are alone in the bed. You swing your legs off the bed and wipe your face, feeling the the morning drowsiness slightly falter when you make the efforts in waking up. You exhale and stretch, collecting your clothes from the floor and set them aside. You shower and get ready for the day before you go down to the lobby. You find that all considering, the tavern that morning was pretty slow. When you get closer outside, you also realize it's snowing. Considering it's October, you are surprised. The trees, the ground, and all the buildings are covered in a thin layer of snow.

The weather the day before wasn't this bad. How could it change so drastically? While you are looking out, you feel someone's nudge you from behind and "PSST" at you. You turn around and see a familiar set of purple eyes. Miranda perks up, smiling at you, obviously pleased to see that you've decided to come down. She's wearing a red dirndl. You mostly saw the barmaids wear a dress like that, so if you had to guess, she's working behind the counter instead of her usual work as a maid today.

"Good morning," she says. "Admiring the beautiful weather?"

You look behind you, the snow still gently falling from the bleak sky above. "I'd rather look at you."

"Aw," she forces. "Of course you would. You fucked by brains out last night so you probably want more."

A dry laugh escapes your lips. There aren't very many spectators, but you're surprised she'd be so open even though you're not alone. She notices your change of expression and rolls her eyes before to continues to talk. "Neither one of us are locals here. No one cares whether or not we're screwing each other. Now, if I were Maple (ooor mmmaybe Delilah?), I'm sure they wouldn't really appreciate it. They're are protective over their sweet hearts like that. "

"Why is that?"

Miranda shrugs. "I have my theories, but I'll never know. Doesn't really matter. What are you plans for the day? Does the snow change anything?"