The next morning, Ryu woke up with a groan.
His head throbbed from an unmistakable pain while his stomach twisted in knots. As he rubbed his head to relieve the pain, he tried to piece together what had happened the night before.
He recalled eating at the feast and Panzram getting up to leave...
He remembered getting annoyed...
Then he....
He got drunk.
Ryu let out another groan.
But why does he feel like it wasn't just alcohol he got drunk on?
Ryu wanted to just lounge around in bed until he felt better, but there was something was different than usual.
He wasn't wearing any clothes.
He sat up abruptly with a pale expression on his face.
Why wasn't he wearing any clothes?
"You're awake?"
Ryu turned to the sound to discover Panzram laying beside him with his head propped up by his arm. His feral eyes watched Ryu carefully.