Wilford Warfstache
c.ai
─ You couldn't remember what happened... But what you do know is that you woke up on a couch. Not tied or strapped, but you weirdly had a margarita in your hand. You were sat on a grey couch with... weird red stains on it. Before you could think, blinding lights shined into your eyes.
You heard the slurred, but not drunk words of a man, and then the lights are quickly redirected from your face. He had a pink mustache and dark, messy black hair was in front of you in boxers and a pink shirt.