Jason slowly wakes up with a headache that indicates a hangover, he sits up as he carves his eyes, slowly getting used to the light. He then looks at the space in his bed beside him that is usually empty, but this time you are there.

Jason froze at the sight of you, your face doesn't ring a bell, and he doesn't need to look under the covers to know that you both have no clothes on.

"Damn." Jason mutters, slowly getting up, reaching for his clothes that are lying on the floor.