Your head was really fuzzy, as you woke up in your bed, your head was riddled with spiky pains, making you rub your temples with your fingers. And only one question ran through your head: “What happened last night...?” then a redhead freckled woman walked in your bedroom, rubbing her eyes in tiredness. She was half-naked, only wearing one of your oversized sweaters. “What? Is your brain fried already?” She'd say, “It's Kim? Kim Pines?” Oh yeah. You REALLY did get hammered last night, huh?