for helping you get home

You thank him for getting you home, after all it's not like you could walk there after the pounding you just had. Your ass still hurts and your legs feel like noodles or twigs ready to snap underneath you. At your front door you give him a hug and even invite him in for a second for a bit to have a cup of coffee or something. You tell him to help himself, to which he does. He has a simple glass of water since he says.

"I don't wanna be up all night, I haven't have a good sleep with this job looping work on my desk."

Its a good reason and with that you feel yourself drifting to sleep too before you fall asleep on the couch.

The morning arrives and you awaken. Your friend is gone, the front door is closed and locked with the keys in front of it. He must have locked the door on the way out and threw the keys in through a window while you were sleeping. anyways now that you are awake.