>>964126
Well this is clearly a dream. Back to bed you go

Update Avan 2020/04/28(Tue)19:36 No. 964201 ID: e7703b
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- Freak out
- Investigate room

I'm certainly awake now, unfortunately. I look about the room, and it's certainly feminine. A quick check into the drawers confirms this theory as a drawer filled with panties and bras slides out. I push it back in and pull out a few more, trying to find some kind of identity to the owner.
Some socks and stockings and a few more delicates, before I hit jackpot at the sight of a purse.

Rummaging though it exposes me the following:
- A few Credits cards (Currency in card form)
- Makeup
- Feminine products
- A few cards to the name of "Zolis Nathandem"

Well, that explains a few things, this is my lifelong neighbor slash (unrelated) big sister.
Fuck.
I'm trying to keep calm, but the thought of bedding Zolis is genuinely freaking me out.
I mean, it's not like I didn't have thoughts about it before, but still, I can't remember anything!
And I'm still naked!
Damned this erection!

- Try to calm down
- Freak out more
- Take items (unadvised)
- Exit room

freak out more, the solution to problems is to panic.

Exit room. Take some bottles to cover your junk.

>>964201
Calm down. Maybe you were hauled in here for a reason, like you lost your keys or wasn’t cognizant enough to say the pass phrase while dead drunk on your ass. Besides if you had love there would be evidence. Sticky sticky evidence.

You probably owe your neighbor your thanks, so don’t make this more awkward than it has to be. Get dressed.

>>964201
Calm down. She probably dragged your sorry ass to the nearest bed and got you out of some dirty ass clothes you were wearing.

>>964201
Ok first off, what species is Zolis? Know what they look like?

Try to calm down. Do we even know how far our room is from Zolis'?

>>964201
Calm down. You could've just been blackout drunk and she put you in bed. Naked, for some reason. I'm sure there's an explanation.

Can you find your clothes?

Your clothes are the most important thing for you to find right now. Assuming you aren't locked in here (and there's really no reason you should be locked in your neighbour's apartment), that's the only thing stopping you from leaving. Presumably you can get answers outside of the room once you're dressed.

>>964201
Go back to bed.

Update Avan 2020/04/28(Tue)22:09 No. 964219 ID: e7703b
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- Try to calm down

Zol is a human female, 26 years. She works at the local weapons shop, and is one of the better shots around.
She was there to take care of me when my parents were out working.
She's also my next door neighbor, so at least that's a short walk.

I check myself out, and other than feeling the soreness of a hangover, I don't think there's anything wrong. But I don't know what to look for.
Right. Clothes. Sadly there's only her clothes about, and I'm not about to go about wearing her clothes. I'd rather not relive that memory.
I sigh, picking up one of the least transparent bottles and holding it in front of me as I leave her room.

The door slides open into a corridor attached to the living room. The toilet is across the bedroom, with sounds of the shower running from inside. I can her her muffled singing inside. The corridor is blocked from the living room with a privacy screen, blocking any vision to the rest of her apartment.

- Return to Bedroom
- Got to Living room
- Go to Shower (unadvised)

>>964219
Get a drink of water and go back to bed. Let her have the initiative in this situation.

>>964219
Well if your clothes weren't scattered about the bedroom then you probably didn't have sex. Laundry room isn't easily accessible... no clothes in the corridor I presume.
Go back to the bedroom, get back under the sheets and wait for her to get out of the shower. Then you can ask what happened.

Wrap a sheet around you so you can head to the living room without being totally naked.

>>964219
Return to bedroom. Wrap yourself in a blanket then head out to the kitchen to get yourself some water. Knock on the shower door as you pass just to show that you're awake.

Return to bedroom, take sheet and blanket from bed, tie sheet around your waist to cover yourself, wrap self in blanket, then walk into living room.

Bathroom is inadvisable? Can't you knock? I assume she knows you're here. Might as well check living room first then, I guess, and arm yourself with what knowledge you can gather yourself, but then you can ask Zol to fill in any gaps. You can shout through the door if necessary.

Update Avan 2020/04/29(Wed)02:39 No. 964250 ID: fb2a85
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- Return to Bedroom

I wander back to the bedroom, and replace the bottle with the blanket. It’s much more comfortable than mine.
Fashioning a sarong out of the blanket, I head back to the corridor.
I walk past the living room, familiar from the times I’ve been here, yet so different from my memories. It’s easy to remember the way to the kitchen as I hoist the trail of the blanket up and walk across to grab a cup and fill it with tap water to dunk down.

It’s refreshing as I down another cup, and set it on the counter.
I eye the living room, a similar setup to mine with the prefabricated inset television and faux window, but she had certainly made this apartment hers after she inherited it from her parents.
It’s 7:24 in the morning, according to the wall clock.
My head throbs in nostalgia, but I still don’t spot my clothes.
I take another drink and and head back to the corridor and knock on the bathroom door.
The showering stops and a pause before a voice from inside calls out.
“Avan?”

- Reply
- Retreat
- Barge in (unadvised)

Reply: "It me. Wondering as to the fate of my clothing and how much of a drunk nuisance I made of myself last night to end up here. How are you, Zolis?"

Barge in.

- Reply
So how drunk was I last night?

Reply. Are you comfortable admitting you can't remember what happened last night? If so, ask her what happened. Otherwise, maybe just ask her where your clothes are?

Reply, “Yeah it’s me.” Pause then jokingly say something along the lines of. “Did I make a fool out of myself last night? Did did my clothes pay for the trouble of keeping me inside and not doing something stupid?”

>>964250
"Possibly. Don't feel much like a human being right now. How much of a fool did I make myself?

reply, "Out here. I was looking for my clothes."

Update Avan 2020/04/29(Wed)17:06 No. 964363 ID: e7703b
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- Reply

"Other than a hangover, I'm fine..."
I pause to gather myself and continue, "Say... What happened yesterday? And where are my clothes?"
"You don't remember?" she asks.
"No."
"You made a mess of yourself, so they're in the wash."
I wait awkwardly, hearing the ruffle of clothes. I try not to think about that and concentrate on my memories.
All I remember from yesterday was returning home after a year.
I met with some friends and began drinking... and the rest is a blur.
"Have you seen my CAD?"
"It's on the charging dock."
Always the last place you look.

- Try memories
- More questions
- Grab CAD
- Barge in (unadvised)

It's never too late to barge in.

>>964363
Get ye CAD.
Ask if you uh... did anything last night.

>>964363
Say thank you and return to the bed. You should probably not be looking at any sort of bright lights. Do not ask if you did anything last night.

Grab CAD

Do not ask if you "did" anything. It seems somehow presumptuous. Trust that if anything significant happened she'd let you know.

>>964416
Going with this, if some real serious stuff happened, she’d let you know now or before you’re out the door. Also grab CAD.

Grab CAD. Ask Zol (then consult your CAD and memories) if you have any obligations today.

If no, back to bed.

Update Avan 2020/04/30(Thu)20:05 No. 964491 ID: e7703b
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- More questions
- Grab CAD

"Uh... Did I do anything yesterday?" I ask pensively.
All I can hear is a bit of ruffling before the door opens.
Zolis pauses at the door, dressed in a black sports bra and matching form fitting shorts. As fit as I remember.
I step back, clutching hard at the blanket around my waist, hoping to hide my obvious erection.
"Well," she starts, numbering with her fingers "First, you came to my work, drunk. Second, you drunkenly sang something. Couldn't understand a bit of it with all the yelling and slurring. Third, you got down on a knee and I think you tried to confess to me." she smirks, "Then you pissed yourself and passed out. In that order."
All I can do is bury my face in my hands, unable to look at her.
"I had to drag you back, and clean you up." She looks down at my waist, "It's not like I haven't done that before." She quips before walking off to the living room.

I slink back into the bedroom, and grab my CAD from a shelf holding her charging docks.
I scroll though my logs, and sure enough, I see a trail of receipts from the local bar.
I don't remember all these drinks, just the first few.
I don't remember buying a ring either.
Wait.
Fuck.

- Free Action

Might want to see about getting a refund on that probably expensive ring.

What was the price tag on that ring?

>>964491
Once you get dressed, ask her if she'll let you try again, sober this time. Be utterly ridiculous about it and go down on one knee again, but act like you're royalty proposing to engage in courtship with a foreign princess.

>>964491
Hope and pray you got this ring with raw credits or whatever so you can return it. If not well...looks like there's some debts to pay off.

>>964491
"Uh, what did I try to confess?"

You might want to ask her what exactly her answer was. Considering your state it might be moot either way, but not sure we could let this mystery slide by

>>964491
Apply self to bed.
Scream profusely into pillow.
Passout from stimulus.

Definitely try to get that ring returned. I mean, wow. Purchasing an engagement ring while drunk for someone you're not even in a relationship with is... special.

Search your clothes for the ring. If it's not there, ask Zolis if she knows anything about it.

Something must have got you in an excellent mood. Or at least some kind of mood. Try to remember what that was.

Update Avan 2020/05/02(Sat)18:58 No. 964706 ID: e7703b
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- Free Action

I scroll though the rest of my logs, and other than the ring, it's been normal so far.
It costs about a [2000 Credits], about a third of what I own. I read the fine print of the digital receipt, and a big fat "No Refunds" taunts me.
I shuffle out back to the living room and plop myself down on one of the couches.
"So.. uh..." I start, "Did I really try to propose to you?"
"As drunkenly as you could. Despite how much my boss was goading me into accepting, I can't."
I slightly deflate, "Well, uh. I guess that's a good thing, I can't remember what even happened yesterday." I lean back to ease out the rest of my hangover.
"Well, you did say you got your license."

I immediately sat up, and switch to my mail.

---
Dear [Name], of [Residence].
We would like to thank you for taking our course and to congratulate you on your graduation on [Course].
Attached to this letter is your captains license, a [Corvette] class core voucher, and a copy of your graduation certificate.
We at [Facility] hope your stay had been fulfilling and pleasant.
We would hope to see your success in your future endeavors.
Best regards, [Facility staff]
---

I... I mean, the facility was kind of a shitshow but I didn't expect this. Thankfully the certificate and license is properly filled out.
I make a copy and fill in the missing details, "So what happened to the ring?"
"I put it with your stuff at the door basket. It's a terrible looking ring, get a better one next time."
I look over towards the front door, and the basket is located in an alcove next to it. Along with a familiar looking worn out bag. I should have a change of clothes locked in there.

- Get dressed
- Ask questions
- Ask for breakfast

- Hang out
- Find lodging
- Check out shipyard

Get dressed, at least enough to eat something without the risk of getting hot grease on yourself

Get dressed, head to shipyard.

>>964706
Get dressed, ask what you are to her, exactly. Little brother? Lame friend? Dead sexy but not husband material? Hoping for the last one.

Hang out if she wants, otherwise check out the shipyard. What are your long term plans now? Does it make sense to even have lodging here?

>>964706
"Next time?"

>>964706
Get dressed, apologize for being "that friend" again and see if she's available to hang out while you sober up.

>>964720
this