You can't decide.

Let's be honest. You're jetlagged as shit, been made to cum twice and instead of sleeping, you were busy listening to your demon partner plot how to take over the world, so it's more than understandable that you just do not have the mental capabilities to pick who to fuck over to get a leg up.

Smacking your hand onto your phone, you turn off the alarm. Moving slowly and carefully to not wake Venus, you get out of bed and head straight for the shower. When you've finished, you walk out to find that your clothes have been laid out on the made bed, but your underwear is nowhere to be seen and there are condom wrappers poking out of your pockets. Venus comes in from the balcony and immediately hugs you, stealing some of your warmth against the chill of the morning air, the smell of fresh cigarette smoke coming off her naked body. You don't hug her back, and pat her back stiffly instead before she steps away and helps you get dressed. You go down to breakfast alone, but you do catch her blow you a kiss in the lobby as she gets into a cab.

Work is horrible this morning, because on one hand, Gus is groaning every five minutes about his hangover, and on the other, Dominique and Terrence are busy maneuvering around each other to see who's on top professionally, and you get the feeling that if Terrence has his way, in bed. When you all break for lunch, Dominique and Agathe take your team to the main transport hub of the city, where you are met by Venus, Juno and Fortuna. Venus is wearing a long floral print skirt with a tank top and jacket, while the other two are dressed semi-professionally. Snatching you up before the other two can, Venus separates you from your team and drags you into a train.