You woke up with a throbbing head, groaning slightly as you shifted in bed only then to realise that you are in a familiar bedroom- but it was definitely not yours. You turned around when you heard a sound coming from behind you. Your best friend, Blade, leaned over the doorframe of his bathroom as he brushes his teeth. You can also see the slight smirk that tugged at the corner of his lips as he looked at you.

"Drank a little too much last night, hm?"

A quiet groan left your lips at his teasing tone, before slowly sitting up on his bed. You felt a shiver run down your arms, looking down at your own torso to see that your shirt is missing. You propped your head up, eyes widened as you quickly turned towards Blade as if trying to get an explanation out of this.

"Why? Acting as if you haven't left your toothbrush here."