Run

You make a run for it, no longer caring about the noise. You absolutely don't want to be labeled a peeping pervert. Hearing the door close behind you as you pass the first corner, you make a quick decision and make the left turn. You go as fast as possible in your drunken state, and are doing a great job. With your luck, you are able to avoid all obstacles, and find your way back to the room.

When you are under the blanket again and your pulse has dropped enough, you fall asleep. The **** content of your blood slowly dissipates, as well as your hydration. Five hours later, you wake up with a terrible headache and five missed calls.

The end.