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The capital is boring.
Why is the capital boring? It's the capital! It should have interesting people in it! But noo, everyone she's met so far has been an idiot. Mostly not even an entertaining idiot, just a boring idiot who thinks she should be impressed by their whatever, like, no, in order to impress her you can start by not being an idiot.
On the plus side, the party has free booze, so that's nice.
She sleeps peacefully through the night and wakes up relatively early in the morning.
"...Good morning," she mumbles.
"You know," she says after a few minutes, "every time we've had sex so far, it's gone like: you hurt me, and then you fuck me. Which is lovely, don't get me wrong, but variety is the spice of life..."
He laughs.
"I love you." Kiss. "Do you mean to suggest any particular alternative, or...?"
"You know, I could have sworn you were wearing something when I fell asleep. Well. More convenient this way, I suppose."
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