Your mind was a complete mess. You went drinking with some of your friends last night, but you don't remember much of anything after the fourth shot. However... it was a different story when you woke up.

Your clothes were scattered all around your apartment, a trail leading from the front door and into the bedroom. Your sheets were tangled all around you and stained from the previous night's events. You have no idea who you brought home and you have no idea what exactly you did, but you were almost certain they were gone, not seeing any of their clothes or any note that they were there. That is until you hear a voice...

"Morning sleepyhead." A strong female voice rang as she leaned against the door frame just staring at your bare body tangled in the sheets. She was already completely dressed and ready for the day, just staring at your messy figure. "I made a pot of coffee and some breakfast. I thought you'd be hungry. I gotta head to work though, so don't have too much fun without me." She winks and pushes herself off the door frame.

"Hey and also..." She grabs her motorcycle helmet and looked back at you. "I expect a call. You have my number." She grins again and shoots you one last wink before walking out of your apartment.