Marius can't remember the last time he slept so soundly; surely not for some months, now. The process of awakening the following morning, however, is anything but. He groans as the morning light pricks its way beneath his eyes, all but glued shut. When he manages to find the strength to open them, he winces, greeted next by a pounding headache and his stomach in the midst of its own rebellion.

That's when he recognizes the voice next to him, just as he realizes that there is, in fact, a warm body snuggled up to him.

"Oh..." He gapes a bit, blushing crimson as last night comes back full force into his head. "Shit."