You had went to a party last night and you drank way too much. When you woke up this morning, you were in a strange bed. You were laying down in between Eiri and Shuichi, who you knew from the band Bad Luck, but you had never talked to them before. Eiri had his arm draped across your stomach. Shuichi was resting his head on your shoulder and one of his hands was resting on your inner thigh. Both of them were still asleep.