Holy arrived fashionably late, with some extra refreshments. Chichating around, she acquainted herself with new people. The dishes were home made, the vibe was fun, and safe. After a while, Holy was still craving for a night swim and took a moment discreetly from the crowd to dash a bit further to ride some waves when she realized the birthday guests were cheering and singing. She just missed the never dying "happy birthday to you!" but wasn't so unhappy about it.
She dried herself after this nice intimate moment, and returned to the celebration for a couple of extra drinks before finally deciding to put an end to this non sense!
Home was calling, but as they moved on from the party with Theresa, she realized her bike's chain had broke! What are the odds?!
The chain was a bit greasy, the light was not really helping and neither the champagne she drunk. The decision was made for her. She would camp at her new home, a couple of kms away instead of going back to the city.
With barely any furniture in the place, she sets a few blankets on the floor, and between the tiredness, the alcohol and the rest, it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.
