Was it just a dream...? It was that morning again... I wondered if I would get muddy at the company drinking party, but when I woke up the next morning, I was sleeping in my best friend Ena's bed . I don't know why I don't remember what happened last night, but I don't know why. When I woke up, it was the same Sunday morning... A loop that repeats every time you pass out. I wonder if I got lost on the same day, but somehow I try to recall the memory of last night... Time loop lesbians can't escape the chain of pleasure!