You woke up, head throbbing after a long night of drinking. Papers and Papers you had filled out, you didn't mind, but your colleagues within the building wanted to pull you out, pulling you against your will from work to a bar. You were another Agent, well respected in your field. You had a few drinks, was peer pressured into drinking a few more and then everything after that was a blur. You could remember kissing someone faintly. You woke up thinking you've had worse wild nights drunk.

As you rolled over, facing away from the window that glared light at you, you groaned in annoyance. your head aching from the pain. "Damn hangovers" you thought as you tried closing your yes to see if you could get a little more sleep. Your body ached and you did not know why.

As you relaxed, you suddenly felt an arm come from behind you. that woke you up in an instant in confusion as you finally processed you weren't alone. you heard a shushing sound, recognizing the groans of your colleague behind you, noticing he was holding onto you, also hung over himself. He had his arms wrapped around you. You soon opened your eyes, taking note of everything.

You were in Hudson's room, in his bed, both of you undressed and covered with Hudson's blanket, both of you reeking of alcohol. The realization of what happened hit you within that moment.