Standing in the window looking for those morals

So today she is doing it, standing in the window wondering where she left those morals, but she is not searching for them, just wondering where she left them. She doesn't have to look hard because she knows exactly at which point and where she left them. When that hand touched her hair and those lips touched hers she completely forgot the meaning of morals.

Oh dear.

A kiss became a mess and Trollet made an escape. So the story goes. How hard is she looking for those morals? Nah, she will make herself some coffee instead. What kills her is the impact this has on others. As silly as it seems this really has an impact on others, especially for the one that had to witness it all. Is Trollet now full of regrets and feeling terrible? No, she is actually not. She was very aware of what she did. She wanted it and still does.

Trollet is hosting a party tonight at her place. She will go and get some whiskey. Think it might be needed tonight. She is feeling funny, strange and weird.