I'm glad to hear it. I've been wonderful, all things considered.

[in fairness, Ashe probably didn't really know how Olivine normally dresses—the incubus thing certainly wasn't a proper first meeting. though... at least it gave him some belated knowledge that this could happen.]

Mm. I was at the casino for the party, yes. I recall playing a few games, but... beyond that, I don't remember leaving. Or having any alcohol, but I do have a little bit of a headache.

[slipping out of the bed, he turns to fix the sheets almost absently. sorry Ashe, the transparent underwear probably aren't going to help your blush any. once that's finished though, he does spot his clothes kind of... crumpled in a heap off in a corner, and lets them be for now in favour of joining Ashe at the table and peering over the "hangover kit" they've given them.

... some of which is very much not for hangovers, he's pretty sure, and the rest he doesn't even know what they are. ahem. for now, he'll just gingerly pick up a few of the foods, yawning when he settles down.]

I'm a little glad I didn't wake with someone I didn't already know, though.