Time to sleep

The hobbit gave Millie a tired look, then walked over to one of the walls to his bed, which looked more like a dirty pile of hay with a few blankets on it. He picked one of the blankets up, handed it to Millie without looking at her, then crawled on top of the bed and within a few seconds was snoring loudly.

Millie spat silently on the floor, trying to get the taste of hobbit cum out of her mouth, but it would not disappear. She looked around for some water to use to wash her mouth, but then tiredness took over and she curled up on the floor under the dirty blanket. She quickly fell asleep, being exhausted after a long, tiring, and eventful day.

When Millie woke up the next morning the sun was already high in the sky and birds were chirping loudly. She stayed laying down for a while, looking around and slowly realising that the hobbit was gone. Millie got up and looked around. His little sword was laying on the table, but otherwise there appeared to be very few possessions kept in there.

Millie picked up the sword and cut a whole in the middle of the dirty blanket, putting it over herself and wearing it like a poncho. Looking around she found a piece of rope which she tied around her waist. This was not stealing she thought to herself, she had early this blanket several times over through what she had to do the night before.

Millie crawled out through the door, stood up and looked around. Still no sign of the hobbit, but it was unlikely that he would be far away.

She thought for a while about waiting for him to ask for directions to the nearest road at least, but then, she really did not want to see him again after what he had made her do the previous night, so she started walking in the direction of the sun, she knew that was the way home since the caravan had travelled away from the sun.