3rd person

Michael woke up to the soft hums of a man he barely knew. The covers were slightly messed up and there were clothes scattered all over the white carpet. In a flash, all the memories of last night came flooding back, bringing a dark blush to his cheeks.

He looked around, the room was illuminated by a window off to the side of the room. Nothing in here looked familiar except for the half naked man that stood before him.

"Morning Red." He said as he slipped a shirt on. Michaels cheeks heated up a little more when he realized he was naked.

"M-morning... Uh B-Barney, where are my clothes?" He sat up and looked around, confused as to where his clothes were.

"I put them in the dryer about 30 minutes ago."

"O-oh okay.."