You've had your fun... Head home alone.

Having had your fill of drink and pleasure, you stumble home in a daze. The night felt like it lasted forever and yet was over in the blink of an eye. You know it was hours ago that you finished work and yet you blinked and here you are at your front door, drunk, loud, and tired.

You crash in through your front door and strip the rest of your clothes of as you decide to pass out on the floor of your living room...

Hours later you awaken, startled, and you feel the effects of last night. You sit yourself on the nearest chair and clutch your temples to stop your head from exploding.

"Uhh, excuse me..."

You spin around and nearly fall out of your chair. "Oh, sorry, the uh, door was open." The guy standing in your doorway looks to be a mailman, or some other personal courier. You've never seen him before, but he looks cute as hell. He's got brown, curly hair, green eyes, and a slim build. He looks to be about twenty years old, and his face is covered in a cute amount of freckles. He also appears to be blushing for some reason, his eyes are fixated on... "Oh, shit!" you let out as you cover yourself, having pieced together the fact that you're still naked.

"Uhm, it's okay, I get this a lot, honestly... I have a parchment here from the King, it is to be received by all who live in the domain of his rule. So uh... you." He keeps stumbling over his words and his face keeps getting redder and redder.