Nigella missed class the next day.
It was completely unintentionally and she blamed it on her heavy sleep and a good amount of wine that she consumed the night before. The wine, of course did not belong to her. She had found a cabinet with the finest collections way earlier and decided to pop one out and have a magnificent night by the window and in the company of the moon.
She wasn't nearly as drunk as she had expected to be but since she passed out on the floor after drinking half the bottle, it was good enough. The reason that she had to resort to drinking it was unknown, the thought came to her when she saw the cabinet and without thinking she did what she wanted to do.
And now, like any other alcoholic, she woke up with a banging headache and unfocused senses. It was eleven in t
