getting ready for new start

Lucian woke up groggily, rubbing his temple as a dull throb pulsed through his head. "Ahhh… my head," he muttered, squinting at the faint sunlight peeking through the curtains. "Did I drink too much again?" He looked down at his body, noticing he was still in his clothes from yesterday, though his shoes were missing. His mind was hazy, the memories of last night barely stitched together. He could vaguely recall being with Jimmy and Garry, their voices blurring into the laughter and the clink of glasses before everything went dark.