You slowly blinked the sleep from your eyes as sunlight filtered through your eyelids, turning your vision a bright peach. You turned your head away to shield your eyes from the sun, and found a man with a short mohawk and brown stubble sleeping besides you. You bolted up straight in bed, alerting him. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, then glanced towards you.

"Good morning," he said with a smirk. "Did you enjoy last night?" Shit. The realization hit you: you had slept with this man last night.