You had woken up about an hour ago with a mild hangover. You took some of the pills Kenny had recommended and were sitting on the end of your bed with a mug of hot chocolate, watching him sleep. You where zoned out, mind racing through theories of what had happened last night or why you had woken up next to Eric Cartman, when he made a whiny noise, his eyes opening slowly. “Ngh…oww, my head..” He mumbled, before he seemed to process his surroundings and he yelped as he sat up, immediately regretting it. “Ow- shit- Butters did you fucking kidnap me!?” He accused.