You had a shit break up with your ex, and boy did it hurt.

Years of trust... never mind, it's too late anyways. It was all destroyed.

You decide to go out clubbing, in order to forget about it. Drink after drink, you find yourself oddly attracted to this stranger, and he was hitting back at it. Great way to take your mind off of it, no?

That until you wake up the next morning, in a bed you don't find familiar, with the smell of pancakes. Did we... hook up? you wonder.