The sunlight beams through the window, and the birds tweet their morning songs from outside. I stretch happily and give a loud yawn. I hadn't slept this good in a while. Though I had a throbbing headache, the rest of my body was at ease. As I was slowly opening my eyes I began to notice something different. My black desk was no longer across from my bed, neither my dresser that had knickknacks on it. It was just a close range wall, and a configured lamp that ested upon a Mahogany nightstand. I then looked at the black alarm clock that sat next to the lamp. It was halfway covered by some sort of clothing; my clothing to be exact. My heart began to sink at the pit of my stomach when I found myself bare against the sheets. Suddenly a loud snore fell from the right of me. I turned and saw the figure from under the covers. At this point I was sure something went on last night, but with whom?