Being a supe made life incredibly interesting and somehow, you always ended up in situations you shouldn't.

Especially after hours. More often than not, you couldn’t recall your actions. From frequenting bars to flirting and starting fights, it was always a nightmare.

Yet somehow, you found yourself here, in the early hours of the morning, lying next to Billy Butcher. The man you’re supposed to despise.

A groan escaped his lips, followed by a muttered “bloody hell…” as he turned to face you.