The dim lights in her room felt bright. Brighter than usual. Brighter than staring straight at the sun even. When she opened her eyes to the bright lights a wave hit her; massive sickness, splitting headache, body aches, and a dry mouth. By the Gods why did she feel so awful and sick? Shepard tried sitting up putting her legs over the side of her bed. The thought of standing was too hard. She looked down she was completely naked. Night sweat? Was she coming down with something? Maybe some type of cold she would've caught somewhere. She moved her foot and it hit something cold she looked down to see a empty bottle of whiskey on the floor. It wasn't a cold, it wasn't night sweats.
She was incredibly hung over.
Shepard ran her hand through her bed head putting her head between her legs she tried to remember last night. What happened? She tried to retrace her steps from last night but most of it seemed like such a huge blur. Shepard remembered coming back on the ship. From where? Where was their last mission? Se couldn't even remember where she was before this or her mission. Lights, dim lights, and laughter. Not just laughter but yelling and screaming. The team. She sighed and massaged her neck looking at the bottle again she saw a red skull and cross-bones on it. Thats right.
Yesterday her team had taken down a ship of filthy space pirates. The battle wasnt hard or long as pirates aren't very good fighters when you catch them in the middle of their drinks at night. They had taken them down easily and taken the data the pirates had stolen from Sha'ira for blackmail. It had a list of all the species who had seen her for 'private reasons.' As a reward not only did they receive a large amounts of credits but decided to keep some spoils from the ship. By spoils it meant just loads and loads of liquor that formed a trail to Shepards bed. It came back like a flood that they kept the ship docked at the Citadel and the entire crew consumed gallons of illegal liquor of all kinds. Dear god her crew.
"Ohhhh," Shepard froze. Something behind her on the other side of her bed was moaning. In swift movements she grabbed a piece of her sheet holding it over her breast. A lump on the other side of her bed was slowly moving. She didn't remember this. She didn't remember taking anyone to her quarters. She looked at her floor among the trail of liquor was pieces of her armor and someone else's. Kaiden and her probably made up after their very awkward and public friend-zoned conversation on the colony Horizon. Kaiden and Ashley had agreed to stay with Shepard just awhile on some of her mission just to see for themselves that they were doing good. It had been rocky for them but not just that it was weird. Kaiden helped out the crew but what small conversations they had made her embarrassed. He loved her and they had something before she died could they have finally rekindled their feelings?
"S-Shepard?" The lump called out. Shepard had spaced out staring at the fish when she looked over at the lump. It wasnt a lump though. Her face turned beet red she finally stood up backing away wrapping her sheet ver her naked body. It wasn't Kaiden. It was Garrus.