When Madison spoke, Landon still didn't know what to say and just stared at the blonde girl from the floor, his mouth wide open, trying to come up with something to say. He couldn't remember what happened last night and how he ended up in his neighbor's flat and bed of all places. The taste of alcohol in his mouth though was enough indication that there had been drinking. He hoped he and Madison didn't get too fucked up again, but it didn't look like they did since their clothes was still intact and Madison just looked really groggy, and not to mention cute in her pajamas.
"What happened last night?" He asked, trying to hide his panic. He would have greeted her good morning, but he wanted to know their situation first. Landon's head was still heavy, thus a hand flew to rest on his forehead, trying to ease the pain. "Oh god, what the hell." He couldn't remember the last time his head hurt this bad, so he must have been drank way too much. He didn't mind drinking a lot, but he would eventually come to regret it the next day with the hangover and all.
"Yes, please." He said groaning and accepting her offer to mend his hangover. "What time is it? What day is it?" Landon was the one who was too fucked up this time to even remembered the concept of time and date. He didn't consider that it might have been a weekday, but then again, he would always make sure not to drink a lot during the workweek until Friday. "I don't remember anything," he groaned further, unable to pull himself up from the floor so he sort of crawled towards the bed again and buried his face against the mattress.