[h1][color=darkolivegreen][center]Cass[/center][/color][/h1]

Yes, it was 6 pm. Yes, I had just gotten out of bed.

It's not my fault my head was pounding and I could barely see straight. Okay, it is my fault. But who doesn't want to have a good night with drinks and, well, you know. "Fun".

By the time I had made it back to the den, it was extremely late. Scratch that, it was actually early considering the clock read 6 am. Anyway, most were asleep, and those who weren't were going about business, as I probably should have been doing. Since no one woke me up, I didn't bother getting up. I needed all the free time I could get; it comes in scarce doses. Of course, this only leaves me to go to the extreme whenever I can, like last night. I don't do it frequently. In fact, this is the first time I've gotten drunk for a little over a month. Congratulations me! [i][color=darkolivegreen](Man, they should really award me for that)[/color][/i]

A hangover is probably one of the worst feelings that could have been blessed upon us mortals. Of course, the only cure for that was a hot cup of coffee, black, and a donut. Towing my new-found 'breakfast' along, I wandered through the house to the fireplace - I needed my warmth, too, despite what some rumors may say. It didn't take me too long to find Kate standing by the back door, apparently watching something intently.

[color=darkolivegreen]"You know, I like to stalk people, too, but I try to hide it from others in the house."[/color] I smirked and glanced outside. [color=darkolivegreen]"Not like I have any reputation to uphold, but people tend to judge. Anyway, who're you spying on?[/color]