When Maya opened her eyes, her room walls were blue. That's funny, she didn't remember repainting her red walls. That would take practice and time and at least 7 Zig and Tori's to do so. She groaned quietly, her head was beating so hard. She needed an squinted a bit but couldn't see, her contacts were gone. Reaching across the bed she was in, she felt for her purse on the side table she didn't remember having but didn't question yet. Pulling out her glasses, Maya slipped her glasses on her face.

She sat up in the bed and looked down. Everything was so unfamiliar. Until she turned to the sound of a door opening. Cam stepped through it, his toothbrush in his hand and hair wet.

Maya screamed loudly.

Cam was jerked backwards by Maya's screech. He turned over to her quickly, his arm hit the door and he hissed in pain. She rubbed her head.

"I'm sorry." she whispered. "I was just shocked, I forgot I wasn't home. I forgot what happened last night for a second." Maya looked down at herself, naked, full on nude. Cam smiled a tiny bit. She bit her lip and looked at the time. Cam reached up and kissed her lightly once, for a goodbye. He wasn't sure if he was ever going to see her again, (correction, unless he went to Mimi's while she was working he'd probably never see her again). Pulling away, Maya's finger traced delicate patterns on his face absently. He noticed that she liked to do that, he still felt her finger's patterns from last night on his skin.

Oh God.

They had gotten in on last night.

Ooooh, now she remembered. He had danced with her, she was drunk, and the next thing she knew she was in the back of a cab with him... and then she was back at his house with him... and then she was on him... that's when the fun really happened. Maya rubbed her head again, her hangover was beginning to come full force. She looked at the time. Shit, she had to get to work, she was in so much trouble. And that was if Tori provided her an excuse.

He reached up to kiss her and Maya's eyes closed shut at the tormentingly slow kiss he placed on her lips. His lips were delightfully chapped and rough and still swollen this morning and she tried to avoid thinking about her breath right now.

"I-I saw you looking at the time." Cam whispered. "I have to go, so... I'll leave you to get dressed and go?" he asked her, a question, if she wanted to stay. Maya nodded and the boy left the room quickly, quietly.

Hercules the Dog had been returned early morning, 6 AM. He was outside the kitchen, and he bent down to scratch his dog's ears. Cam smiled at him as he wagged his tail. Quickly, he went to the cabinet and pulled out the dog food and poured some water. He placed Hercules's hefty breakfast in the big bowls outside of his room door. He pulled on his U of T sweatshirt (because in various places on his neck did he look like a leper) and grabbed his hockey bag, bolting out of his apartment.

As he walked down the hallway, he contemplated the night he just had. There was a dull soreness in his joints and he was sure he had a bruise somewhere that he'll recognize soon. He couldn't help but smile to himself. He had gotten Joe's confidence up, danced with a stripper and slept with a bartender (multiple times, in multiple positions) all in twenty-four hours.

He felt accomplished.

"Cam, what's her name?" Dallas said, taking the sweatshirt from his grasp as he got ready for hockey practice. "And don't play dumb, you ditched us remember?"

"Joe said you were dancing with some girl."

"And now it looks like someone's trying to play connect the dots with your neck."

"What's her naaaame, Cam?"

"Was it one of The Cheetah Girls we saw last night?"

"What did you do with the other 7 hours and 45 minutes of the night?"

"Come on Cam!"

Cam rolled his eyes. "It wasn't anyone from the club alright?"

"Oooh, here comes the mystery girl theory again. Are the rumors true, Cam? Are you hiding a certain beauty in your tower?"

"Yeah Owen. It's Anya, she just didn't have the heart to tell you."

"Fuck you man. next time, I say we poison the dog."

"Mystery Laaaaddyyy!" Dallas yelled as Cam opened his apartment door. "Come out, come out, wherever you are!"

Owen laughed while Anya slapped his arm. Dallas opened up his chips and began rummaging the fridge with Luke and Joe for the salsa they stored here the last game they scheduled to watch at Cam's.

Owen rolled his eyes and Anya bent down to pet Hercules, curled up against his door, sleeping. Cam's eyebrows shot up. Hercules never slept that way before, and he knew where his bed shrugged. Maybe Herc slept like that over Tristan's or something, or maybe Herc was just trying something new in the world of dogs. He wasn't a judge.

But then he heard it, a jolt on the door. Anya must have heard it too because she stepped back, way confused. It came again... it sounded like someone was banging something against his door. Shooing Herc awake and away took awhile but after sometime, Cam opened the door. Maya Matlin was mid bang and tumbled backwards, yelping.

Dallas and Owen's sounds were the loudest he's ever heard.

"Maya, what are you-"

"That dog of yours, no that small bear of yours trapped me here!" Maya hissed, pointing at Hercules, who's tail was wagging playfully as Dallas and Owen pissed themselves laughing. The dog barked at her, seeming friendly and Cam was at a loss of words.

"Well, he-"

"I make it out your room right and the moment I see him, I say that's a damn big dog but whatever. So I'm leaving and with every step I made he followed me. I almost locked him outside."

"Maya-"

"So I went back inside for a couple minutes, let him eat, and then he was tired so he napped in that dog bed. I'm ready to go but then he starts to chase me, so I made it back to your room, fearing for my life, and shut the door."

"But Tristan came by, I don't-"

"I waited a few seconds and then, I opened the door and I saw your dog blocking me. He was blocking me! On purpose, I know it! And yeah, someone came by, his dogsitter but he was watching America's Next Top Model too loud to hear me banging my head against your fucking door!"

Maya huffed and Cam was at a loss of words. She sniffled, tears coming to surface. Cam shook his head, holding her shoulders as she wiped them away, pleading with her not to cry.

"I'm so hungry and I had to call my boss and I missed a whole's day worth of work and I had to help my friend's boyfriend with his band today and now I have a headache and a hangover." Maya placed her head in his shoulder.

It was quiet for awhile. Dallas and Luke looked at each other while Anya gave Hercules a stern look. Owen dipped his chips in salsa.

"Wait, so this is Cam's mystery girlfriend." Luke whispered. Dallas looked at Cam.

"Yeah..." Cam mouthed, not sure why. "She is."