Serena didn't know what was happening, She felt her body was heavy, but carrying it was quite light.
She opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a broad back.
Wait, why was the floor upside down?
Whoever she was with was on the move, therefore, she held onto his white shirt so as not to fall from vertigo that hit her with every step.
Cinderella was clearly not a role for her, what would the prince say at her grace after witnessing how she finished with several glasses of caviar?
All the images that she could barely distinguish with mosaic as a product of her inebriation also seemed to be part of her parallel world. There even came a time when a strong breeze caressed part of her butt and I tried to make threats to lower it to a decent level.
"Stop moving," Elliot said softly. "The idea of having to get you up again is encouraging, but I don't think it'll be comfortable for you."
Pick her up again? So, she fell before?