Jude had a migraine when he woke up, which wasn’t super unusual. It probably just meant he’d been drinking last night. He was in a nice comfortable bed with a lot of blankets on it, which was super nice. He’d obviously fucked someone classy last night, so good on him.
And someone nice, seemed like. There was aspirin and a glass of water on the side table, which Jude happily took. He vaguely remembered last night being a lot of fun, and the sex being really good, and he was sure that with just another few seconds he’d remember other details, such as who the sex had been with.
After downing the aspirin, Jude stood up, went to the bathroom and other exciting morning things. Then he began the process of finding his way through someone else’s house, which was always a fun experience. Whoever this was sure had a lot of books. It was probably someone from the conference, Jude thought vaguely. Seeing as he’d been at the conference for days and the reception had been last night and yes, Jude remembered this now. He’d drank a lot of free wine. It had been pretty decent wine for free wine.
A lot of the books were about history and politics, and a distressing amount more of them were about philosophy, which probably meant he’d fucked someone from the philosophy half of the conference, which was good, since it meant that Jude wouldn’t ever have to talk to them again. Except that a disturbing amount of the books were specifically about moral philosophy, and that started to trigger a lot of memories about who he’d been talking to at the conference, and who he’d gone drinking with after the conference, and yes, he’d definitely fucked Tam Matthews, which made sense because that was, in fact, who Jude had slept with every night of the conference. Right, okay.