[thash looked over at her, his expression a little hurt and offended] why are you assuming I'm thinking that...? I don't think you'd do that. And I also figured we'd be wearing a lot less if we'd gone that far. I'm more worried that I might have done something while drunk that I'd be uncomfortable doing while sober or something like that... When I can't remember and you don't seem to want to tell me, I have no idea what to think.

[he looked away from her, focusing on the bed in front of his crossed legs. He was starting to kind of dislike drinking if things were always going to be like this when he drank too much. At least his headache was starting to slowly fade, and with it, some fuzzy memories were coming back]