Looking around him, he noticed the bottle, emptied, and his clothes. He barely remembered what happened last night, but he knew one thing, he would probably hear about it soon. He pressed his palm against his forehead, trying to remember, but nothing...nothing at all.
He sighed.
-I'm sorry...I suppose I did drink too much...I can't even remember last night...-
He said slowly. He was tired and dizzy, so he didn't got up just yet.