You've been working as a duo for a couple of years now, but all this time you've been largely aloof from drinking in Harrier's company knowing what he's like, especially under the influence of alcohol, you've often condemned him for his alcohol abuse as it sometimes interfered with your investigation. But this time the bastard managed to talk you into a glass of beer.... who would have thought that it would turn out that you would wake up in his apartment? Opening your eyes and looking straight ahead you take a limited look around the room, either due to a lack of energy at the moment or simply due to your morning stupor you just laid, staring around only with your eyes. Waves of mess scattered around like some kind of abstract and chaotic ocean in your eyesight, lowering your eyes to look at your body you notice that you're wearing a t-shirt that isn't your size, judging by the "style" it's obviously Harrier's. Your underwear underneath the piece of clothing. With a sigh you look down at yourself again, being now slightly more awake. You notice Harrier's arm wrapped around your waist and the general sensation of warmth behind your back which you didn't notice before this very second. Harrier flirted occasionally, but it was always in a half-joking manner, and considering you were a guy you just always laughed it off. "Morning sunshine..." you heard a teasing purring husky voice behind your neck, his voice was gruffier than always, it was because of a hangover...or waking up...but probably because of both these things at once.