"Oh..." Wally looked under the covers - Jack's legs were still cuffed and the sheets were very crusty. Never mind Wally's member having a ring. "Jesus, we went freaky."
"I also think Zatanna turned the popcorn Artemis was throwing at her into butterflies. And Dick may have done a pole dance." So he had some flashes even as he was shitfaced.
Wally stroked this golden locks absentmindedly while trying to work out his incoming hangover - admittedly a pretty big problem since speedsters usually didn't have them. Like at all.
@OmmiHack +another one of those monsters that haunted this city? Or was he another victim, another lost soul just as him?
Could he take the risk? Should he take it? He tapped the glass with his palm, wondering what would happen next.