Go home

You brush your hand along Gwen's cheek and push her hair behind her ear. "I better get going," you say solemnly as you glance at her digital alarm clock which reads 1:02 AM.

"You're not staying?" she looks disappointed, frowning as she suddenly becomes aware of her total nudity. She wraps herself in a sheet as you pull your pants up.

"I'm a bad sleeper in strange beds. I've got to get up early tomorrow, anyway." You button your shirt while she sits awkwardly on the bed. "I had a lot of fun. I want to do this again soon." You're not lying, but it might be more difficult to convince her a second time.

She walks you to the door and you kiss her on the cheek before saying goodbye and heading down to your car. Now sober but tired, you drive home and crawl into bed without bothering to undress again. You pass out and finally end a long day.