The first thing he felt was confusion the second he stirred, wondering why he was lying on the ground. Zane slowly opened his eyes, his confusion growing as he moved his gaze to his body, shocked to see that he was completely naked.
The stench wafting around him was one of sex, yet the more he tried to remember what happened the night before, the more his head rang, almost like something was taking a sledgehammer to the part of his brain where his memories were supposed to be.
"Wha--" he groaned, struggling to get on his feet, shocked by the strange weakness he felt in his bones even as he picked up his discarded underwear and slowly pulled it on.
It was obvious that he had sex. He didn't know who it was with, but the signs were there.
'I could have sworn I didn't get drunk last night!' His eyes focused instead on the tea he drank.
The more he tried to slowly arrange everything in his mind, the harder it became.
