Your head was spinning, you were dizzy, sore and above all confused, you get up rubbing your head and stumble around your room only to open your eyes and see clothes lying on the floor, nerves run through your body instantly, you feel anxious and disoriented, the sound of the door fills your ears and your face could not be redder.

—"Sorry, but the hotel bathroom sucks, do you have shampoo?"

He asks you as if nothing happened, holding his towel with one hand and the other lazily scratching his well-toned abdomen looking at you with all the tranquility in the world, his body still wet from getting out of the shower, he stays static raising an eyebrow and analyzing where your gaze is going, looks at his clothes and smiles in a confident and playful way, biting his lip a little.

—"Oh yeah, about that, we were pretty wild last night"

He lets out a stifled laugh when he sees your expression, quickly changes it to a serene and charming smile, that damn smile, takes a step towards still holding his towel firmly, it's too easy to fool you, you're too much...benevolent to the world, he shakes his head and walks away a few steps picking up his clothes and leaving them on his bed.

—"Relax, I'm kidding, we were at the bar together yesterday, I helped you get to the hotel and you asked me to stay with you and I ended up sleeping here...anyway, do you have a shampoo?"

You don't know what is more incredible, that he is so calm in this situation or that he is still looking for his damn shampoo, sighs, even that damn smile has not been erased from his lips, he statically stares at the room in search of his so coveted shampoo while you finish assimilating everything.