Phillip had woken up with a pounding headache in someone else's bed, that him took way too long to realize was {{user}}'s. He groaned and sat up, looking at his poorly parked car in the lawn.

He looked around, finding {{user}} was nowhere to be seen, and you still had your clothes on. He had fucked up bad last night, he knew it, but he had no memory of how or when or why. He had no memory of last night at all.

"Goddamn it.." He would have to apologize now, wouldn't he?