"Gods." Yuuki groaned, a pained expression on his face. He felt like he'd just woken up from an awful drinking binge and on top of that he was in some strange woman's room and hadn't gotten laid. Bad night all around. "There was a guy." Yuuki frowned at her, giving her a sideways look.
Was this woman really a friend of that girl? Maybe this was a ploy. Maybe she thought Yuuki was part of Card Trick's little gang and was trying to get information about the girl out of him. Man, tough cookies for this chick, he didn't know anything. "There was a guy," He repeated, licking his lips, "Looked a lot like me. Tanned, tattoos." The exact same tattoos, but she didn't need to know that, "She attacked me thinking I was him and he hit her with a dart and I tried to walk her home but she said nooooo and kept going on her way and then he attacked her " He took a breath," so I punched his face into pulp and," Oh, that's why he felt like two barrels of whiskey deep into the night, "threw him off a cliff and then we exchanged some words she didn't like and I guess I got hurt 'cause I was passing out and that's the last I saw of her." Yuuki took a big breath and looked at the woman, hoping that was enough talking.