You woke up, head throbbing after a long night of drinking. It was after doing work for Perseus. You had your squad take out a few soldiers who were trying to corner your group to uncover the latest plot to attack the west. You all had been drinking and then things became fuzzy. You couldn't remember anything after.

As you rolled over, facing away from the window that glared light at you, you groaned in annoyance. your head aching from the pain. "Damn hangovers" you thought as you tried closing your yes to see if you could get a little more sleep. Your body ached and you did not know why.

As you relaxed, you suddenly felt an arm come from behind you. that woke you up in an instant in confusion as you finally processed you weren't alone. You heard the soft breathing, you oddly recognized as Bell, or that was the nickname you had given him after his escape from captivity. He had his arms wrapped around you, making you blush as you didn't feel on edge as you would have been. You cursed under your breath, knowing Bell had been a type of flirt. You soon opened your eyes, taking note of everything.

You were in Bell's room, in his bed, both of you undressed and covered with Bell's blanket, both of you reeking of alcohol. The realization of what happened hit you within that moment.