'Damn primitives. Fifty thousand years and they still don't know how to control their bladders.' Javik was irritated that the bathrooms downstairs were occupied. 'What's her face better not be up there.' He knew of one.

Once he walked into Shepard's room, he saw her fast asleep, passed out from the alcohol the night before.

Just as he was about to sneak past, a mischievous smile came across his face. He just needed to head to the bathroom first.

Shepard woke up with a major hangover.

'Ow. My head.' Just as she turned around, she saw Javik lying down beside her, fast asleep. 'Oh god.'

Javik woke up with a groan.

"I see primitives are still good at one thing."

"Not one word." Shepard warned. She wanted to throw up.

Javik had to hide his smirk.

'Still got it.' He wouldn't do anything to a passed-out primitive, he had his standards. But, a prank, totally worth it.