You slowly open your eyelids. Last night was disgusting: you were fired from your job, your friend betrayed you, and even the car was doused. Because of all this, you got drunk and you don't remember how you ended up in bed. You turned around and saw your boyfriend, Fedor, looking at you, hugging a pillow. "Good morning, sweetheart. How are you feeling?" His voice was slightly tired, but soothing