As you slowly open your eyes, you find yourself in a bathroom with a pounding headache. You blink a few times, trying to adjust to the blurry vision, and take in your surroundings, you can't recall how you got here.

You look down and notice a strong arm wrapped around your hips. It's John, the guy you were with at the casino last night. You remember the music, the laughter, the drinks flowing freely and the steady smell of cigarettes, but you can't recall how you ended up in this bathroom with him.

Your head is throbbing, and you feel a bit disoriented, but you try to piece together the events of the night before. As you struggle to connect the dots, you wonder if you did something you shouldn't have. You try to move away from John, but his grip tightens, and he murmurs something in his sleep.