Roxanne came soon after him and once he pulled out of her, she kissed him before getting up. "I'll be right back, my love. I'm going to get some pajamas on." She said, acting as if she were too shy to dress in front of him. Roxanne then grabbed her bag and headed for the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Then she quickly opened her bag, getting out a syringe full of a dose of drugs. She could feel her body going through withdraw. She then pulled out a band a wrapped it around her arm, injecting herself before pulling the band off. "Oh, that feels so good." She purred to herself softly as she could feel the drugs entering her veins. She then threw the emptied syringe and band into her bag before dressing in a pair of pajama bottoms with wolves on them and a tank top.
When she emerged from the bathroom she put her bag on the floor on the way to his room, she still smelled of sex and she was acting a bit odd, but she figured he would think it was because she was happy to be with him again. She crawled on the bed and kissed him. "Why don't we get some sleep and we can do whatever you want in the morning." She said and then laid beside him, not awaiting his answer. "I love you." She was able to say before falling asleep, sleeping peacefully through the night.
When she woke up the next morning, she looked around, unsure of where she was and when she caught sight of Robert, who was still asleep next to her, she didn't have a clue who he was, either. She quickly and quietly got up, not wanting to wake him. She looked around the room, looking for anything that gave her some idea who he was, but all she found were several pictures throughout the room of the two of them. "Who the hell is this guy and what am I doing here?" She thought to herself, feeling scared and unsure, like a puppy the first time it was brought into its new home. She quickly turned around and left the room, she saw a bag sitting close to the bedroom door, but didn't know if it was her's. She just wandered around, trying to figure out where she was and who the man she had been in bed with was. Most of what she found were pictures of the two of them. "Who the hell am I and who the hell is he?" She asked.