It was around nine in the evening when Hannah finally woke. Hair a tangled mess, she shuffled into the kitchen for something to eat.
She had just managed a mouthful of noodles when her phone buzzed on the counter.
It was a message from Lowe.
Her hand froze mid-slurp. After the awkwardness of her last message about his measurements, she hadn't heard a word from him. A sudden message now caught her completely off guard.
She tapped the