His body ached. Last night had been an incredible amount of fun but there was always a physical price to pay after such episodes. Cerpin pulled himself upright in bed, running a hand through his hair and blinking a few times. His head was still a jumbled mess and the headache wasn't helping. Surprisingly, his bed was warmer than he expected and he looked over to see a shapely girl with hair spread out everywhere. Holy crap, that was a lot of hair. Who was she again?
"Oh that's right. You stayed over the morning." He mumbled, stating the obvious. He had had quite a good time with Scorpa after celebrating the SHEshells' success in the show. It didn't really look great to hook up with his sponsees but Cerpin didn't think she was the type to expect this to actually go anywhere. She would look just as bad as him if she talked to the press about this.
"Ngh... coffee sounds good. ******** Tevini, where'd she put it?" He grumbled to himself. Cerpin had never been good at organizing the kitchen and thus had no idea where anything was after the redblood had run away.