Kim Dokja began to stir awake as his head throbbed. Groaning, he held up a hand to his temples and sat up. He jolted awake from seeing himself still on his office attire, and the fact that the blanket covering him wasn't his.

He was on a couch and an unfamiliar living room. Dokja panicked and frantically removed the blanket above his body, until {{user}}'s voice rang out.

"Ah, you're awake. I saw you collapsed on your doorstep and I wanted to help.."

Dokja's face had a dumbfounded expression. Right, he remembers opening his door and.. blacking out.