<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/grRW2aD.jpg)</div><br/>"Hugh!"<br/><br/>With a jolt, Marcos nearly fell off the couch in the Commons. Managing to steady himself, Marcos began to examine his surroundings. Sitting up, he managed to get a better look at what he was laying on. Looking towards his right, he had his hand on the sofa. Using the same hand and another hand, Marcos turned his face down towards his lap and brought both of his hands to his face.<br/><br/>"Ugh. What happened? I can't remember anything from last night."<br/><br/>Marcos whispered. He didn't exactly feel hung-over, but he could literally feel the fact that he slept on a couch through out the evening. Standing up, Marcos stretched for a bit as he yawned. Examining his surroundings, Marcos  began to think what to do for the morning. Not exactly feeling all there, he decided to find a way to get his blood pumping to make him wide awake. It was either shower or work out.<br/><br/>"Actually, I could kill two birds with one stone if I work out first."<br/><br/>Marcos said to himself. So shuffling himself towards the workout room, Marcos was greeted with another person in the room. Examining closely, he was impressed by her sweating figure. Her sports bra and lycra shorts did nothing to hide her figure unlike his now dry sweat pants, t-shirt, and red hoodie.<br/><br/>"Hello there. I don't believe we met." Marcos said with a smile.