At some point in his musings, he becomes aware of another body in the bed next to him. Austin takes a deep breath, because he doesn't remember meeting anyone last night, though his body quickly informs that, yes he did, in fact, do /that/ last night. He's afraid to look over at the person next to him, because he doesn't know if this is someone he just happened to meet or if this one of "those" type of fans, and if he's about to walk into some kind of lawsuit, all because...

...why? Why did he do this? Austin lies back and thinks over what happened last night that would lead to him trying to blowtorch his life.

He'd gone to the Auction, ladies bid upon him. Someone won. He had conversations with a few people in the audience before he went on stage. After the auction, he'd happened to look at his phone to check the news.

Suddenly, it all came back to him.

Anya got married. To Steve. Austin, unthinking, left the auction and the girl he was supposed to take out.

He'd gone to the bar, started drinking, and even called his mother for the first time in years. Then someone else walked in.

The rest, as they say, is history.

"Goddamnit, Tommy. You've gone and done it this time." he sighs, reaching for his phone. Checking it, he finds that there are fifteen calls and thirty texts from Darren, his agent. He cycles through the texts, each a bit more confused and irritated than the last. Austin knew he forgot to do something. The messages are from Darren, his mother, Sarah, and his brother, Jerry.

He erases them all.

This is not good.