[Yuuri wakes up to a pounding, painful headache. His head might be swimming, but he still pulls himself into sitting and looks around the... bedroom? He's definitely on a bed, but it doesn't look like his hotel room- actually, nothing about the scene before him looks familiar. What did he do last night? Where is he?
Tentatively, he looks down. Nobody's in the bed with him. He's got his shirt unbuttoned, his tie loose around his neck, and after gingerly lifting up the blankets- just his underwear.
He makes an attempt to climb out of bed, and quickly decides against it. Not now, not yet- maybe not ever. Still if he's in a bed and he doesn't recognize it, then it has to belong to somebody, right?]
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Tentatively, he looks down. Nobody's in the bed with him. He's got his shirt unbuttoned, his tie loose around his neck, and after gingerly lifting up the blankets- just his underwear.
He makes an attempt to climb out of bed, and quickly decides against it. Not now, not yet- maybe not ever. Still if he's in a bed and he doesn't recognize it, then it has to belong to somebody, right?]
... Hello?
[Little does he know he's in Victor's apartment.]