/Ezra’s POV/
I woke up feeling rather uncomfortable, how much did I drink? I started wondering, I am allergic to alcohol, yeah I know, a very weird thing for a wolf but the thing is, mine isn’t as bad as for humans, my body can still tolerate the substance to an extent but if I had reacted to it yesterday, it means I had a lot then, what was I thinking, will getting drunk make Malia notice me. I groaned and stood but then I realised, except from having on my shorts on, my environment also wasn’t so familiar, this was definitely not the hotel, I bared my fingers and slowly proceeded into the living room.
The place was small and cozy which means few people were living here, just that I haven't seen anyone, I bared my claws just in case I get attacked out of the blue but I didn’t see anyone
