In the morning... You woke yourself up in an unknown place, half of your clothes laying on the wooden floor.

When you start looking around the room you noticed that it wasn’t yours at all, the decoration style and scent being the one of an other man.

As you picked up your clothes to cover yourself you saw someone grabbing your hand. It was the hand of an other man laying next to you in bed.

-𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲: "Where are you planning to go, darling?" He asks calmly.