He is in the hospital.

I wake up the girls next to my bed. "What happened?" They hug me instead of explaining it. "Okay, I am alive, thank you. No worries."

As I am talking, a nurse wanders in. She says, looking at my chart: "Mr Visser, we suspect you might have been dehydrated and had a terrible headache because of it. Simple IV fluid helped get you back. If you do lots of strenuous activity like sport." Looking at the girls clamping themselves to my body. "Or sex, you should drink plenty. We will be keeping you here for 24 hours of observation to make sure it wasn't anything else. We did some scans to make sure it wasn't a form of brain haemorrhaging. I hope whatever it was doesn't occur again. So drink well. If you need to go to the toilet, press the button until you see that you can go by yourself."

I nod and say with a smile: "I will, and you can call me Pieter. I also need to pee now. I assume since you are here?"

A courteous nod as a response. "Good to hear, Pieter. And you two go home, visiting hour stops in 5." She comes up to me, lowers one side of the railing, and removes the cuffs holding me from pulling the IV from my hand. "Okay, Pieter, now place your feet on the floor and try to stand with the bed and the IV stand as support." I do as told with ease, no vertigo no nothing. She gives a mischievous smile. "Looks good since we assume no brain damage, you can walk to the toilet past the nurses' stand and hand you off to my male colleagues there. With a sample cup."

"Sure, not that I was expecting a toilet in my room."

"You should have come in sooner. You could have your own wing. Now we will just move you to general medicine after this. You will have a bathroom in your room; you might still need to share, but a bathroom." She gets me and my dumb joke. We stroll to the nurses' station.

I am greeted by a male nurse who hands me a cup and walks me the last bit. A pee in the cup sitting down. Mannnn did that smell bad? I was definitely dehydrated. I hand him the cup, and he looks at me. "What did you do to get this dehydrated?" He asks with a curious face.

"Would you believe me if I said running around for errands all day, forgetting to drink, but still having sex with the two girls who visited me, for about an hour. If it wasn't more."

"If that is true.... impressive and yeah would do it. Seeing how clingy they were seems possible." He looks me over. "I don't get it. Why did you get them?"

"I wish I knew so I could keep doing it. Anne fell for me over a decade ago. Why she chased my oblivious ass for so long, not a clue." I answer half-truth. I know why they are so obsessed with me and always will be my two reliable tools, QuestMaster and the new hypno software.

I am guided back to my room, and not too long after, I am met with a wheelchair, an overnight bag prepared by the girls, and my phone. I am moved to general medicine.