Stranger things.

     The Next Morning. 

~The Archetype and Vulcan~

"Athena."

He rolled in bed and crashed on a lady next to him by the left. His left arm, pressing on the tit of the lady. He didn't seem to get the best of that mood as he turned to the other side. He crashed against another lady. His left over the thighs of the lady. 

He mumbled again,

"Athena."

As he kept fighting to lie peacefully in the bed, surrounded by ladies, he didn't get the best of the mood. His eyelids began to pave gently, till his pupils caught the life of the day. 

"Oh... goodness."

He sighed as he began to realize what was happening. He had requested for maids to satisfy his pleasure yesterday. And he had been on the loose, pleasure-wise, until he passed out. 

Then suddenly, he felt a silhouette standing off the bed, obstructing the flow of the clamoring rays of sun. He looked towards the window and his eyes widened. He s

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