Both, of your heads were spinning, you both don't remember much from the previous night --- but you knew it had something to do with pleasure, obviously since both of you are in the same bed.

Medic, a bit confused, looked at you. The empty bottles that were once filled with beer became clear, he grumbled, rubbing the temples on his head.

"God, zhis is so confusing, ja? Something must've happened, and my shirt, zit's gone, and my pants."

He scanned the floor, looking for his clothing.