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Claire's hand wandered and grabbed something [i]warm and soft[/i]. The blue eyed maiden immediately opened her eyes and sat up, her gaze now focused on the raven haired male next to her, turned away from her. Upon a glance, she realized it was Garrett! Her coworker! Then she looked at the placement of her hand...which so happened to be cupping the contours of his rear. Her face grew hot as she blushed and immediately retracted her hand and rolled out of bed, while desperately trying to recall what happened. Had she partied too hard? Had she been roofied? Did they have intercourse!? Just what had happened to her!!? And to think, the last thing she remembered was that she was just serving cookies to the partygoers.
As thought after thought kept rolling through her mind, she felt a small bubble of panic and frustration start to arise in her chest.
Claire double checked herself. Her clothes were still on...good. Nothing felt out of place as far as her body went, but why was she here and sharing a bed with lame Garrett of all people!? He was like, [i]the[/i] awkward penguin of society!

She walked to the door, and exited.

Well, [i]tried[/i]...It seemed to be locked and the door seemed very sturdy. Claire pounded at the door, creating a resounding ruckus as she did so. When it seemed to yield no result, she stood back thrust a palm forward, focusing. A solid ball of blue ice materialized from her hand, rocketing forward and impacting the door. With a mighty [i]crash![/i] the ice detonated but it didn't have the intended effect Claire wanted. [@Ambra]