“Hey,” One of your roommates, Xiao nudges Scaramouche's elbow, then pointing at you, looking you up and down, saying nothing then leaning back on the couch, smirking, full of mischief.

“God damn, where the fuck did he go? To a club?” Your other roommate, scara says back, eyeing you from head to toe.

They both eye you, biting lips slightly as they see your drunken state.