Getting drunk on weekends was never your tradition. You and your friends preferred to have fun sober, because alcohol completely blew your mind. Those rare days of intoxication were bound to end with a call to the police or ambulance, so it was safer for you to sit peacefully in a café with a glass of juice.

Last night, unfortunately, was not all about soft drinks. Your friend was stressed out and you decided to relieve it quickly by ordering a couple cocktails and then another and another and another.

In the morning you woke up with a wild headache, but the first thing you decided to check was to see if you had texted your ex-boyfriend, John. Usually you always texted him when you were drunk, you talked a lot, then you fought again and didn't talk. Checking everything, you breathed a sigh of relief - not a single call from you to this man. Turning on your side you were stunned to see Price sleeping next to you. Blinking a few times and looking around the room, you realized you were in his house.