The late afternoon light streaming thought the window burning Dahlia's eyes as she slowly pulled the cover from her head. Groping under her pillow for her phone she checked the time with one eye closed. 'Christ how much did I drink last night?' She thought as she turned onto her back looking up at the ceiling.<br/><br/>Sitting up properly she looked at the interesting object on the table, a bundle of notes. “Well I hope whoever that was had fun last night”. Smirking slightly she looked at how much there was there. “Generous, that's my drinking money sorted for tonight.” She smiled.<br/><br/>Getting out of bed and into the shower she quickly got dressed and drank a cup of coffee. Her evening shift was due to start soon. Picking a few of the larger notes which she stuffed into her bra, she walked out of the flat heading over to the club.