The Recovery

"What promotion?!" As he attempts to not freak out as this is the first sign that he's not going insane and someone actually did this to him, he heads up to the second floor bathroom to physically recover by taking a bath. Marks on his body are revealed: a bruise on his neck and right forearm, a wound on his left side stomach, a scratch on his right knee, a bruise on his right hip. He still has no idea what happened and he demands answers right away. He makes his way to the kitchen to make tea. He doesn't understand why the maid isn't there until he notices a note on the kitchen door, "Hey Joe, sorry I couldn't make it. Family emergency. I hope you understand."

The taste of asperity lurking around in his taste buds from the liquor reminds him to brush. He brushes his teeth in the kitchen sink, rushing now because he can't think straight. He just wants everything to feel normal moving forward. He initiates a back and forth pacing movement in his living with the towel wrapped around his waist wondering who would set him up like that. His phone rang. He hesitates. Three more rings and he finally picks up. It's Danny, "Hey! Joey boy! Congratufreakinglations my man, I'm so proud of you. All of this hard work did pay off right?" Joe knows that he was the only one who put in the time and energy to make it happen. Danny was just watching by his side, being the side kick. Joe doesn't say anything about it, Dude are you screwing around with me??" He bluntly says.

"Whoa relax, what are you talking about??"

"What am I talking about?! I woke up in the middle of Mountain Sea Creek! That's what I'm talking about."

"That can't be possible Joey. I made sure you got home safe. I even watched you walk in."

"What?? We went out"

"You must've been heavy on that alcohol bud."

Joey lets out a frustrating yell and kicks the lamp down.

"Okay let's talk about this in person. It's still the weekend. We have time to think about this. Also, I understand this isn't the right time to tell you but, there's a….. halloween party that someone invited me to. That's why I called you.."

"YOU HONESTLY THINK I WOULD WANT TO GO TO OUT?"

"I DIDN'T KNOW THIS HAPPENED OKAY?! Maybe this time you shouldn't be intoxicated. I need a wingman okay? Please do this for me. You can actually just sit there at the bar and talk to hotties for all I care."

Joe breathes for a few minutes figuring if he should consider his offer,"Yeah okay…..yeah alright I'll go. This time 100% sober."