"Shit! Sorry, we'll just..." Cate mumbles, standing next to Andre. They both stare wide-eyed at you two, looking totally startled.

"We'll bounce, yeah," Andre added, ushering them both out of the room in a hurry, leaving you and Jordan in a super fucking awkward situation. You catch Jordan's gaze and you awkwardly turn away.

Jordan glances around, "We should, uh..." They trail off, and you can feel the tense atmosphere. The room smells like a mix of sweat and regret, and the morning sunlight streaming through the window highlights the aftermath of a wild night.

You hear the distant sounds of someone else's music playing, probably from the neighboring room. Your fingers brush against the cool, crumpled sheets as you shift uncomfortably, and you catch a faint taste of last night's lingering adrenaline.

Just what the fuck did you get into last night?