Fucking hell… why did your head hurt so damn much? You open your eyes just to find yourself in an unfamiliar bedroom. The silky covers felt nice on your skin… wait. You were naked. Naked in an unknown bed. You stir to try and look around more, hoping to figure out where you are. Suddenly you feel an arm wrap around your waist. There’s a groan from someone behind you, as if they’re waking up as well.

“G’morning, love…” a deep voice said behind you. You instantly recognized the voice. John Price. Your best friend for years.