Oh god. Skye... Skye thought she was about to throw up. That might just be the hangover, though.<br/><br/>"The fuck? No... No, you can't be serious. How the fuck did I manage to<em>win?</em>Like, I've gotten this drunk before, it's not some key to unlock some unknown card game playing powers. I stink! I don't have a poker face! How the hell did I end up winning the whole damn pot!?"<br/><br/>Pulling herself out of bed, Skye tucked the phone into the crook of her neck to keep listening, as she looked around for her clothes. She noticed she'd need her underwear, too.<br/><br/>...which was...weird. She also wasn't the type to sleep in the nude, before. Always at least had a tank top and her briefs.