Yay, okay, after chopping off a good 50 words or so, I finally got it down to a hundred. Fun challenge, Lynn!
The sun poured in through the window, and Lois rolled over groaning. She reached for the drawer of her night stand and pulled out a bottle of aspirin for her pounding headache. Her memory was still fuzzy, but she remembered alcohol. Lots of it. And someone else was drunk last night…A red cape peeking out underneath the bed caught her attention. Next to red boots. It couldn’t be…no, they wouldn’t have…*He* wouldn’t have…! Her mind was racing in a thousand directions when a half naked man knocked and stuck his head in the bedroom. “Breakfast is ready!” Clark announced. Huh?!
