“What is this soft, smooth, and cool feeling my skin is touching? It’s so thin, and airy, and cool,” Elle thought to herself, awake with her eyes closed. She was rubbing her hands, arms, and legs around, like she was making a snow angel, to feel the fabric. Then she held a handful of the fabric and gently rubbed it against her face and smiled. She opened her eyes and realized that she was on a bed with silk sheets. She did not see anyone lying next to her. Then she turned the other way and saw that JZ was in a chair watching her. Her cheeks grew red.