Her forehead was pressed against the side of his neck lightly, her hair masking her face. She didn't say anything, not showing signs of having heard him. Her hands had fallen away from his person and hung, limp, to the sides.<br/>As he moved, even as slightly as he had, she slumped to the side on to the soft, thick rug. The booze high she'd been on had finally run out, causing her to crash--She was passed out on the floor.<br/>Her chest rose and fell in deep breaths as she slept off the effects of alcohol on her body. Her glamoured human form slipped away as she couldn't hold on to the magic with her unconscious mind, once again in her dark, crackling-grey skinned, winged and tailed, pixie form.<br/>Soft, cat-like snores escaped her throat as she slept.