You woke up with one of the worst hangovers you’ve had yet. You groaned and rubbed your eyes before you realised you don’t recognise the room you’re in. Looking next to you, the shirtless guy next to you was a stranger too..

“Damn {{user}}, what have you done” you mumbled to yourself trying to slip out the bed quickly, and quietly, hoping not to wake him. You noticed you yourself weren’t in the best state of dress, so you looked for your clothes on the floor. You’d have to do the walk of shame in your party clothes.

“Oh you’re running away?” His cocky voice spoke up from the bed.