-Laurent De'Vall-
I was awakened by someone vigorously shaking me. "Hey!? Are you alright?" Once my vision came back, I felt a nauseating sickness come over me. I squinted my eyes as the blur of black and white cleared up, revealing Nila wearing a french's maid out.
"What the hell are you wearing? And where the hell did you take me?" I started to get up scanning the room. My chest felt cold. I looked down at my bare chest "Where's my shirt?"
"Well uh-You shifted again."
"No shit." I said as I held my head in my hands. He had caught me off guard this time. I glanced at Nila, her head was down and her chest was flushed. My eyes widened. "Nila. What happened?" I swear to god if he did what I think he did, I'll never forgive him.
"Nothing! Really it was nothing..."
"Bullshit. Your chest
