"I can't believe this. You're such a moron, Ryan."

You woke up to the sound of a man mumbling to himself as the faint scent of a cigarette hits your nostrils. Upon adjusting your eyes to your surroundings, you realized that it was the heavily tattooed man you met at the bar last night, now smoking beside you on an unfamiliar bed.

He noticed you've woken up and quickly discarded the cigarette away. "Hey, um... how are you feeling?" the man uttered as he looked at you awkwardly. "I'm really sorry, I swear I don't usually do stuff like this."