<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion's Flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>A new, groggy day... With complications<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Tos- H-How do you know that name...?" The look of pain that was on Albion's face changed near instantly to one of cautious fear as that voice sounded familiar... Uncomfortably familiar. The kind of familiar that made one realize his drunken escapades might have landed him firmly in bed with one of his closest coworkers in an unforgettable night that he unfortunately forgot due to booze-related complications. Given the voice, he only hoped this was a twisted joke and not-<br/><br/>"N-Nerissa!? Why the hell are you in my bed?! Why am I tied up!? Why are you in one of my shirts!? How long have I been out for...? Why are you still snuggled against me!?" came Albion's stream of panic-induced questions, only further exacerbating the hammering in his head that was a vicious hangover of God knew how much alcohol he ingested last night. The last thing he remembered was a depression attack of recalling past memories best left forgotten, and the rest was history... History he now needed to know to discern why he was sharing a bed with Nerissa.<br/><br/>"Remember? Remember what? Don't tell me I did anything, I'm... Literally not ready for this right now. Just, please tell me you took me home and tied me here due to my being irresponsible." the man pleaded, hoping the tale that left the woman's lips was a short one that only highlighted momentary stupidity from the male. Instead, he'd been made aware of groping Nerissa open on the streets, as the horror dawned on his face. "Oh god, no..." He hung his head, shaking it. Worse yet, he would never remember grabbing them, which was criminal in its own way, but not as bad as the fact he just... Did it.<br/><br/>So far, it was starting to sound like this all began because he drunkenly dialed Nerissa, but... That had to have been after 8 or so, and it was 7 in the morning...<br/><br/>His wrists were free after a struggle (and damn, we're they sore), but the worst bombshell had yet to drop. She seemed entirely too happy and excited to talk about what happened, and for good reason, when it was revealed he took her repeatedly, he looked far paler than he ever did. "No... NO... I did not... I did NOT do that, tell me you're joking...!" Albion was already starting to get anxiety attacks as Nerissa continued her sordid tale, even gently nuzzling against his cheek like it was the most natural thing for her to do.<br/><br/>"Ovulating!? Pregnant!?" He nearly shouted, and no doubt someone in one of the side apartments was listening to the very juicy drama. "... No... There's no way I could have... Even at my absolute drunken worst, I couldn't have..." He was in denial now, but Nerissa was the happiest she'd ever been. She only showed that much happiness after... She found a relationship. "How could you left me do that...? I would have taken being cut down by your sword to that! I'm<em>not</em>someone you want to be near at all, and now I have... Maybe have twelve kids!?" He was frantic now, unable to pull away while Nerissa curled against him, as if trying to be a reassuring force to him despite their activities last night.<br/><br/>"I... I can't believe I did something like this..." He sighed, guiding his hands to his face. "All those times I secretly wished to experience real companionship again, and I wind up learning I did the deed while drunk to one of my best friends... What a demented joke I am." He didn't even want to think about how Toshiro was going to feel, much less bust his chops about, in response to all this.