Lola cracked one eye open, still in a sleepy daze. Her brain assumed that it was not time to wake with the lack of sunlight before she had to remind herself that would not [i]be[/i] any sunlight for a whole month. Her mind flashed back to the evening before, making her smirk deliciously at the activities she performed with the Japanese man. She giggled, rolling over to find he was not laying beside her.   She curled into a ball, wrapping the soft, silky sheets around her form, debating if she should awake, though the smell of breakfast was enough convincing for her to rise. Lola sat up, holding herself with her elbows supporting her, taking in Ichiro's decorated room, pleased that he had a sense of style. She slide off to the side of the bed to stretch and work out her kinks while reminiscing about the money she was going to make from her private photos. Lola had quite the day ahead of her.  The blonde bombshell cloaked her nudity before following the scent that aroused her to wake in the first place. 

She halted her stride from the bed momentarily when she felt unusual chills make their way up her back and neck, giving her goosebumps like you wouldn't believe. She tried her hardest to shrug off the eerie silence and cold air, though it stuck with her on her way to Ichiro's kitchen in search of him. 
[color=Purple]"Something smell yummy."[/color] Lola spoke aloud to let her lover know she was awake.
[color=Purple]"I hope you saved me a drop of coffee."[/color] She chuckled, finally spotting Ichiro. She tried to comb her fingers though her hair only to have them caught in a blonde, poofy mess. [color=Purple]"Guess we got a little rough late night."[/color]