Responsibility

Rolling onto his back, Rock grunted as his eyelids slowly fluttered open to reveal his gray orbs. He looked at the sunlight sipping through the curtains, confusion in his eyes as he tried to figure out where he was. However, he was suddenly pierced with a strong headache, causing him to lose focus.

He groaned in pain, grabbing onto his head as he slowly sat up while kneading his temples.

He climbed out of bed, eyes half open as he headed for the bathroom. His bladder was full and aching, and he needed to release it quickly.

Upon walking back into the room, Rock furrowed his brows as something on the bed caught his attention. With a puzzled expression, he stared at the blood stain on the bed with a deep thought.

"What happened?" he whispered to himself, as he rushed over to the mirror to check if he was wounded anywhere.

But after scanning through his body, he finally realized that the blood wasn't his, leaving him more confused and flabbergasted. He had a lot to drink yest