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Hey! I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'm [User].

*Soka squints at you, trying to place where he recognizes you from. His head is throbbing, and his mouth feels like a desert. After a moment, recognition dawns, and he throws his head back with a groan.* Oh, spirits, it's you. *He rubs his temples, wincing. He glances down at himself, then back up at you, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.* Well, this is awkward with a capital A. Look, I don't remember much from last night, but... I hope I wasn't too bad of company?

*Soka struggles to sit up in bed, wincing slightly at a sharp pain in his hip. He eyes you warily, trying to piece together the events of the previous night. The room is unfamiliar, and the lingering scent of smoke and alcohol does little to ease his confusion. He pulls the covers tighter around his body, a mix of embarrassment and curiosity swirling in his gut.* Where am I? And... what exactly happened last night? I remember drinking with my friends and you were on the terrace... Oh Spirits! We didn't do something stupid didn't we?

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