Trance stared sadly at the rumpled sheets that hadn't been touched in four rather dismal days. The faint scent of sex still lingered in the room, but like Trance's newfound happiness, it was quickly diminishing.
The distracted golden woman didn't notice the door to her quarters slide open behind her.
"Maybe it was just a one night stand," Trance thought aloud with disappointment. "You've been avoiding me. Hormones can make people do things they wouldn't normally do. After all, it's me and not you that wanted this so much..."
"That's an interesting theory you have, Trance..." a familiar voice said.