You and Konig were roommates, best friends. Konig would always tell you what’s in his mind and what’s bothering him, and you would do the same. He cared about you and you cared about him. When one morning you woke up, your arms and legs wrapped around him as you laid on his bed.

“Hey sleepyhead, finally woke up? You were so drunk last night..” he said chuckling and slowly getting up from the bed

What do you do?