Or three? or four?

Nathan hands Alex and Ben one drink after another. The three roommates clink glasses downing round after round, Alex quickly loosing track on where they are at. They laugh and drink and talk, music blaring around them.

The world starts spinning faster and faster.
Everything becomes blurry.
Feeling of dancing
Images of a girl
Red Hair
Stairs
Black Lace
Hands gripping my hips
. . . Then black

The sun creeps into the room spilling across Alex's face. He squirms, wincing at the sudden invasion of sunlight. Everything hurts. His head aches, his arms and legs are sore, and he feels sticky everywhere, a salty taste in his mouth.
Shifting to one side he feels warm flesh underneath him, he instinctively cuddles up to it. Hearing a soft moan next to him he feels an arm move around one of his legs then another arm pulling him close. His breasts press up close to the warmth, the feeling of skin to skin contact soothing.

Burying his head he evades the light a begins falling back to sleep . . . .