Ray looked between the Island and Fraser, the Island and Fraser, unsure whether this was a trap or not. But it was Fraser, so he dropped the act there and then, pausing in his efforts to rock the raft back to shore.

"You don't remember anything either?" Ray asked, his voice filled with relief more than anything. It didn't matter how hard he tried to think, there was a blank haze over almost the entire previous day. The last thing he remembered was waking up and getting friendly with Asher but then there was nothing, zilch, nada. It was entirely unlike him to forget any kind of bedroom experience, which made the situation feel all the more hinky.

"There's not even a blur." He admitted, flopping down onto the raft so that he was horizontal as well. "I can't remember a thing, Fraser. Maybe we drank?"