The wake-up call the following day was one of the worst she'd experienced. For once, she was the last one awake, and Selvie had to shake her shoulder gently to wake her up some more.
"You alright Theo?" Themid asked, sounding a bit worried. "Are you hungover?"
"Just tired," she replied.
Theora couldn't explain how exhausted she felt, but she could tell her roommates could see it. She knew they were worried; she hadn't drank as much as they did, and running on a few hours of sleep wasn't usually an issue for her. The truth was, Theora had barely slept at all. Even after she'd gotten back from her night escapade, she'd stayed awake for several hours. It had taken her only a minute to add a sentence to her letter to Danell, asking him to check where her mother's necklace was, but then,
