Moments of Reflection

Hazel sat at the table lost in thought, her mind still lingering on the events of the previous night. The remnants of the hangover had mostly dissipated, replaced by a sense of introspection and contemplation.

In the quiet of the kitchen, the gentle hum of the city outside provided a soothing backdrop to Hazel's thoughts. As she sipped her coffee, the warmth of the cup in her hands grounding her in the present moment, she felt a sense of calm wash over her, a moment of peace amidst the chaos of the world.

Just then, the sound of footsteps broke the silence, and Hazel looked up to see Axel entering the kitchen. In that suspended moment, time seemed to slow down, the air thick with anticipation and unspoken questions. Axel's gaze met Hazel's, a mix of curiosity and concern in his eyes, a silent inquiry hanging between them.

With a steady voice and a gentle presence, Axel approached Hazel, his movements deliberate and measured. "Hazel, can we talk about what happened last night at