The Morning After

Alene wakes up, and she doesn't know where she is - or how she got there. In fact, she doesn't quite remember anything, except, well, there was a bar, and some guys. One of them was kind of cute, wasn't he? Is it his place, or someone else's? Was that what happened, or something else entirely? She didn't do anything bad did she? Like, nothing real bad, right?

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This is the first slightly more "serious" short story about Alene. This means I actually had a plan when I started it. I even wrote an outline - twice. The end result didn't quite follow the outline all the way through, but that's generally how these things go, isn't it.

Let me know what you think.

The way the story ends, there's plenty of unanswered questions. At this stage I don't have anything but vague ideas for a second part of the story, so it may be a while before one appears - if at all.