Your alarm goes off

You wake up as your alarm starts going off, one hand in your sleep shorts and your shirt pulled up with the other hand playing with your breasts. You blush a little and look over at Tiffany's bunk, where she is still asleep.

"It was just a dream," you say to yourself as you straighten yourself up. 'It was a good dream too. You had power, and you were beautiful!,' you think out of nowhere. You look at your nightstand and see the necklace on the corner, right by you. You begin to think that maybe you should try it on, just to see how it looks. 'No, it's for the costume. I'll wear it then.', you think as you look at it, conflicted.