The Day after Rose left
Maia opened her eyes slowly, she had a stabbing pain in her neck as she moved and her head felt like it was going to roll off if she moved any further. Blinking slowly she looked around, Ivanova was on the other end of the couch out cold. Empty beer bottles littered the coffee table Maia's feet wrere still propped up in Ivanova's lap as she moved slowly. "Susan?" She said sitting up very slowly, the room sort of wobbled to the side. "Rose?" She called out, the bedroom door was shut and she couldn't remember shutting it or not. Maybe she came home and didn't want to wake us up.