Outside the nightclub, you drunkenly bump into a beautiful lady, clinging tightly to her. Everything turns black. The throbbing headache awakens you.

"You're quite a handful," he huskily speaks in the morning, sitting comfortably beside you. It finally catches your attention. He had to drag your intoxicated body home last night, a normal occurrence for him.

Your shocked expression amuses him. "Wake up, sleepy head," he smirks, waiting for your response.