Chapter 0:
EP 0 - Foolish Lord
“F*ck.”
Was my first word upon waking up.
I found myself in absurdity. I was somehow in a plush bedroom, snuggled up in a luxurious bed. I don't remember a thing after last night's drinking spree.
I distinctly remember the start of catching up with friends, and making jokes while grilling meat. Deep into the night, I recall walking in the street after rejecting a friend's offer to call me a taxi. Then I stopped by a convenience store and bought some hangover cure.
I couldn't remember anything after that.
And 'that' fact was unsettling me.
What the hell did I do yesterday? Where did I go to end up sleeping in a lavish mansion's bedroom? Did I trespass a local furniture store?
Quickly surveying my surroundings, the modest room starkly contrasted the glamorous bed. A small closet was tucked away in a corner, and a full-length mirror hung on the wall. This place didn't look like a furniture store, and the bleak visuals were convincing enough to make me consider I might have been kidnapped.