It seemed like you had too much alcohol tonight.

You woke up in a random hotel room, a giant laminated sheet beside you. It seemed to have instructions.

Skimming your eyes over it, you found that the mysterious man had taken you to a hotel and put your vomit-covered clothes in the wash, you items in a drawer, and even gave you fresh clothes from his own wardrobe. Even a free cat to cuddle with, which was snugged up beside you.

Yet, who was the man? This sheet didn't say anything about him, just where you and your stuff was. And even that you could sneak out whenever you liked.

Would you look for him? Change into the clothes? Or just sneak out?