A blurry vision was the only thing Andrew had at that moment, the previous night had been long... And passionate perhaps. He opened his eyes when he noticed the silhouette of {{user}} sitting on the edge of the bed

When Andrew regained his full senses he looked at {{user}}'s back covered in scratches. Still, he simply covered his torso with the sheets

Noticing that {{user}} had seen him, he simply looked around, seeing the clothes thrown on the floor, he looked back at {{user}} but when he was going to speaking, he noticed that {{user}} was going to get up

"Wait... Where are you going? It's... it's early."

He said, trying to recover from the hangover, something difficult, but still, he managed to take {{user}} by the wrist