a groan left his lips the moment the sun made its way through a crack in his blinds and blinded him through his eyelids. “shit.” he grumbled and curled further into his bed. that was, until he heard someone else in his apartment. did he bring someone home last night? he couldn’t remember. he had too much to drink last night and his brain was foggy. he sat up and rubbed his hands over her face, “uh, good morning...” he trailed off. “did we...?”









