Last night, Peter Brown drank quite a bit of wine and now found himself hungover, having no recollection of how he got home.
As he opened his eyes, the morning sunlight was shining on him and he realized he was stark naked.
Glancing around the room, there was no one else present.
After relieving himself in the bathroom, he heard some noise from the kitchen and found Quinn Walker preparing something to eat.
"Quinn..."
"Peter, you're up?" A smile spread across Quinn's face.
Noticing the pot on the stove, Quinn said, "I made some porridge for you to eat. Drinking a lot is not good for the body, so eat something to warm your stomach."
What a sweet girl!
Peter went over and hugged Quinn, planting a kiss on her face.
Quinn, her cheeks flushed, chided, "Stop it, I need to make breakfast for you."
Peter, not being concerned since they were already close, continued to be affectionate.
Just as he was about to take things further, he heard his cell phone ringing from the bedroom.
