The Glossy Eyes

Chapter 16: Hangover.

As the morning sun gently filtered through the curtains, Alannah gradually stirred from her sleep. She instinctively reached out to feel her surroundings. Her fingers traced the edges of the bed, seeking stability and orienting herself. Gradually, she became aware of her dark vision, a constant reminder of her blindness.

Rubbing her temples, Alannah groaned softly, realizing the consequences of her choice to indulge in a bit too much alcohol. She carefully sat up, feeling a bit disoriented as she tried to gather her thoughts. The events of the previous evening slowly came back to her, accompanied by a tinge of embarrassment.

"Ugh, why did I have to go overboard with the drinks?" she muttered to herself, a touch of regret in her voice.

Feeling the effects of the hangover, Alannah carefully swung her legs off the bed and used her other senses to navigate her way to the bathroom. As she stepped into the shower, she relied on her other senses to guide her.

The sound of the water, the temperature against her skin, and the familiar feel of the tiles under her feet provided a sense of comfort amidst the discomfort of her hangover.

She couldn't help but laugh at herself, realizing that even a hangover couldn't escape her blindness. The usual remedy of opening her eyes to a bright new day didn't apply to her, but she was determined to make the most of it nonetheless.

As the water flowed over her, Alannah let it wash away the remnants of the night before, both physically and metaphorically. She focused on the soothing sensations and allowed herself to embrace the present moment, even with the challenges her blindness brought.

With a renewed sense of determination, Alannah finished her shower and carefully stepped out, using her senses to find her way back to her bedroom.

Alannah, with a towel wrapped around her, heard her phone ringing on the nightstand. She fumbled for it, knowing that her phone was blind accessible and relied on voice commands to assist her.

"Siri, who's calling?" Alannah asked, her voice still groggy from sleep.

"Sir Nathaniel the knight is calling you," Siri replied with.

Alannah couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing the name. She brought the phone to her ear and greeted him with a cheerful, "Good morning, Sir Knight!"

Nathaniel's voice came through the phone, filled with warmth and amusement. "Good morning, Lady Alannah! How did your adventurous night treat you?"

Alannah chuckled, her hangover momentarily forgotten in the lightness of the conversation. "Oh, you know, a battle with the mighty hangover dragon, but I emerged victorious!"

Nathaniel's laughter echoed through the phone. "I'm glad to hear that. Are you up for some breakfast, or should I bring you a potion to cure the lingering effects of the dragon?"

"Breakfast sounds wonderful," Alannah replied, her stomach growling in agreement. "But I'll pass on the dragon potion for now. I think a good cup of coffee should do the trick."

Nathaniel promised to be there shortly, and Alannah hung up, feeling grateful for his presence in her life. As she finished getting dressed, she couldn't help but reflect on the humor and lightness he brought into her world, even in the face of her blindness and the occasional challenges it presented.

With a renewed sense of positivity, Alannah eagerly awaited Nathaniel's arrival, ready to face the day together, one step at a time.

Nathaniel arrived at Alannah's apartment, carrying a bag filled with breakfast treats. He greeted her with a smile and a warm hug, careful not to startle her in her blind state.