She tried to remember why she was so tired and everything came back to her. The night with Blaze, the money, robbing the casino. “It really happened,” she croaked to herself, rubbing her eyes. There was a thin strip of sunlight coming through the drawn curtains, and she heard quiet mumblings in the back bedroom where Quinn and Liz had slept. Staggering out of bed, Noelle went over to her phone, which had been charging while she slept. She checked the time – it was nearly eleven in the morning. Rubbing at her eyes, she walked sleepily toward the bedroom door and knocked. “Come in!” Liz called. Noelle pushed the door open and squinted at the bright sunlight that filled the room. “Well, hello sunshine,” Quinn greeted her as she lounged across her bed. “Sorry. Have you two been up a while?” Noelle sat down next to Liz on her bed. “No. Only a half hour or so.” There was a long silence and Noelle looked from Quinn to Liz. “Well...” Quinn said dramatically, “Are you going to tell us what happened?”
