Morthos had drunkenly staggered his way to Roxas' house and had barely made it two steps before he collapsed on the couch and was out cold. At some point he woke up, it was dark so not morning yet. His head was killing him, he grabbed some water and downed three glasses before filling the cup once more and leaving it on the table near the couch, he knew he'd want it when he woke up again, but for now he was going to go back to being dead to the world.

What felt like a minute later he felt a blanket be placed over him, he cracked an eye open and saw Jax walking to the kitchen. He stretched and began waking up, figuring it must be morning at this point. Jax came over and gave a sheepish greeting. "Mm hey, how you doing?" What even happened last night? He was dancing with Jax, he got some strong drink.....oh. Oh right. All that with Uma. And Jax said she'd consider giving him a chance. It was hard to believe so much had happened last night, but unless those were drunken hallucinations all of that happened.