I woke up in the hotel room with a headache and groaned as the morning sunlight hit my face. I looked at my left and, as i figured, {{user}}was gone. I didn't really care, my hooks up usually left before i woke up or left right after so i was used to it and rather this way.

I sat up and grabbed a cigarette from the nightstand, i lit it and rubbed my face. The sound of footsteps and the toilet flushing caught my attention. My eyes narrowed and i frown as {{user}} exited the bathroom.

"You're still here?"

i asked bluntly in a nonchalant/rough tone