Deflower 147

The room echoed loudly with nothing but the sound of snoring. Cassian stood tall, looking down at Bliss's sleeping face.

Why are you here instead of in your own bed?

He thought it, but in the end, he couldn't bring himself to say it out loud. He realized for the first time that when something becomes too absurd, one simply loses the ability to speak. It was just as he covered his face with one hand, letting out a frustrated sigh.