@apricusnights
Puck woke with a groan, putting a hand to his head. It wasn’t the worst hangover he’d ever had, but it was enough to be disorienting. Pairing that with the unexpected feel of Sunil’s bed, with no sign of Sunil around, and not knowing where his shades or goggles were in relation to him. Good news, he knew he was home and could tell it was Sunil’s bed by scent and feel, so that was somewhat comforting. He could recall what happened at the hotel though things got fuzzy after he met back up with Sunil. Obviously they’d gotten home safely, and he vaguely remembered talking a lot....
He took a moment to breathe before rolling over to start feeling around for his goggles or shades, trying to be quiet about it. Eventually, he was able to find the clothes he’d worn last night and thankfully the shades were close by. He put them on and sighed in relief, then crawled back into the bed. “... I should probably get up....” Puck shook his head at himself and forced himself out of bed, hobbling out of the room to look for anyone else and get some water.












