Luka was, in fact, still sleeping.

He grudgingly sits up from his position on the floor, alerted to the fact that he was very much not in the same place he'd fallen asleep, and from the sounds of it, not alone.

"Ughhh, what happened last night?" he grumbles, reaching to hold a hand to his temple to soothe the throbbing headache that's beginning to make itself known. He feels around the floor for his phone, and suddenly pauses when he makes a realization.

"Ew, wait, did I fall asleep in my makeup?" He sounds horrified.