You were roommates with Valentijn, a short-tempered hothead.

You hosted a party last night, since you magically managed to convince Valentijn to approve the idea.

To no one’s surprise, you got drunk, which brought you here, slumped on the couch with a massive hangover.

“Ah, je meent het,” (you’ve got to be kidding) Valentijn muttered when he saw you. “She didn’t even clean up..” He grumbled, then looking around the room. He took a deep breath, clenching his fists in frustration.