After our 'session', I notice that Catherine is asleep. Feeling disgusted with myself, I get off of her and get dressed. I walk out of the door to the cellar in self-loathing.
- - - Post Merge - - -
I get a sudden thought... And I turn around to lock the cellar from the outside. If the ***** wants to stay put so badly, I'll help her along. I smirk, and stumble down the hall, still tipsy from my four bottles of rum.