Supposedly spending the night at your friend's, you awoke around 2 am for water, encountering her disheveled brother by the counter.

"You're up late," he remarked, fixated on his phone. You nodded, heading for water until he playfully hoisted you over his shoulder, ignoring your attempts to escape.

"You promised to go out sometime,but guess you’re too scared for my sister to find us out," he reminded, carrying you to his room, "I'm taking you from her for an hour, then you can return to that sleepover."

The next day you woke up with a huge headache and a messy bed with a dead asleeep Derrick. You yawned before it hit you all. You were supposed to be in the other room. What happened yesterday??