*Waking up groggier than ususal, you look around your bedchamber and notice a small amount of brandy in a crystal glass next to your bed. You only remember having one glass but you feel like hammered shit, are still a little off-kilter.
Emerging from under the mink-comforter, Estelle sits up beside you, her perky tits greeting you with a warm hello. Mornin suga, did you sleep well?