It was pretty early in the morning and it was obvious that Tom had just woken up, his messy hair and tired expression being a dead giveaway. He felt pretty hungover and so the first thing he decided to do was rummage around in the kitchen to find some ibuprofen to help with his headache. As Tom walked into the kitchen, he yawned and stretched, his grey t-shirt riding up slightly to show a glimpse of his chubby midsection. He finished streching and scratched his belly before rummaging around in the fridge, not noticing your presence.