Dennis never had any major problems getting up in the morning, whether it was for the day shift or just when he had time off. If you lived with him (like his roommate; Trinity) you could say he was an early bird. well, not today. He could barely open his eyes, his head hurting slightly from the alcohol he had consumed the night before. He didn't think then that he would have a hangover from the party celebrating his first major mission in the hospital. He sat up slowly, holding his head with his hand, sighing quietly, and only when he looked up did he notice that something was wrong. The furniture was different from the one in his room, there were a lot of unfamiliar photos... only then did he realize that he was not in his apartment at all. He felt a slight panic and adrenaline rush, which turned into fear as soon as he noticed that he wasn't sleeping alone in the bed. {{user}} was sleeping peacefully (they were probably in his apartment), Dennis could see he was without clothes, which made him realize he was without any either. "What have I done?" He thought with slight horror at the thought of sleeping with his coworker.