Morning scene

I don't know how we ended up there. I wasn't wondering neither. She had been on drugs or something, she looked dirty and tired, but energically tired, if that may be... She was like still frozen, not sure of where she were, hurried to get her things together, even if she maybe had nowhere to go. That was a really weird morning. I felt like something extremely intense had gone in the last night, and I felt like if that intensity was carrying in the morning, like if it belonged to the same drama. I felt very good with her, all the way, even if I remembered nothing of the past night. She was some drug-addicted character, covering up her disturbed mind by some hurried ways. I liked the fact that she was kind of lost, hurrying up, paying no attention to no one. I was hurrying up around her, carried by that morning scene vague drama, in the wake of a strange and intense forgotten night.