The sun had beaten down on my face through the tight crevices of my window’s blinds. Its blinding iridescence made me groan, my body turning to its side to block it out. For a moment I felt the presence of another person nearby. I wasn’t entirely sure who I was cuddling with, but I didn’t bother to question it. I had remained that way for a couple of minutes, just resting my eyes and enjoying this unknown warmth. It was probably someone I decided to have some fun with. Just some meaningless escapades, nothing more, nothing less.

In my mind I was trying to recollect what exactly happened. I do remember a party, and I know how I get during parties. I’m a goner to the point my inhibitions disintegrate. I probably met someone, rizzed them up, and then did my usual routine. After a couple minutes of resting my eyes, I slowly opened them to see who exactly was the unfortunate soul to spend the night with me. My heart stopped at the familiar face that was resting in my bed.

“{{user}}?”