Chapter 13 - The Prize

Valerie felt like her head was in a vise. She opened her eyes, and the light in the room felt blindingly bright. She had to squint in order to see her surroundings. She was in Iris's bed, lying alongside her friend. Iris was lying on her stomach, completely passed out, still dressed in her bright red harness from last night.

Memories of last night came flooding back. The two of them had danced until early in the morning. She cursed herself, feeling the regret one feels when they don't remember how many shots they had last night. Had it not been for Iris's friend at the club who had driven them home, the two naked girls would have been in a world of trouble.

Valerie's limbs ached and she felt spent. There was no denying it - she was hungover. She craned her neck to the other side of the bed, where her eyes fell on the black paper lying on the bedside table. The logo was a minimalist pink heart, with the text underneath saying "Silky Secrets". The tagline proclaimed, "Your desire, our technology." Valerie didn't particularly care for the specifics. All she cared was that it was the prize she had won last night. That paper was her ticket out of her current **** nudist lifestyle. Even though it had only been a few weeks, it felt like an eternity since she had owned any clothes.

Even though even the slightest movement felt labored, Valerie knew that she needed to redeem the coupon as soon as she could. With great effort, she tried to shake Iris awake. Her friend stirred after a few minutes, opening her eyes the slightest amount.

"Babe. I need to get some clothes. Can you please drive me there?", Valerie pleaded.

"Can't. My car is still at the club. Sorry," replied a clearly hungover Iris. She looked to be even worse off than Valerie, and promptly passed out once more.

Valerie groaned in frustration. She rolled over to the side and picked up her phone out of habit, turning on the screen to look at the time.

It was almost 1 PM. There were multiple missed calls and texts, all from Hawk. She gulped as she read them, her sense of alarm growing with each one.

Text 1, 9 AM: Chief called. There's an urgent mission. Gotta head out in the afternoon, I'll pick you up?
Text 2, 10:30 AM: Hey, did you read the briefing yet?
Text 3, 12:30 PM: You okay? Call me when you see this.

Valerie cursed her luck. Unexpected call ups were a part of the spy business, but this was the one day she had hoped she would be left alone. She sat up and groaned, then called Hawk. He picked up after barely a ring.

"You all right? I was worried something had happened." he asked.

Valerie felt oddly touched at his concern. "It's fine - I'm not in trouble. It's just...Iris and I had a little too much to drink last night. I'm at her place, and I feel like crap," she confessed.

"Stay where you are. I have just the cure you need," he replied, before hanging up.

Valerie gulped. She was lying naked in Iris's bed, and now Hawk was going to come and pick her up. There was nothing she could do about it in her current hungover state. She decided to close her eyes for just a minute, and drifted back to sleep.

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