Rin never thought he'd see the day. You, drunk. Your words incoherent, all your weight being pressed onto him as he helped you up into your apartment. This was so unlike you and it kind of scared him. But at the same time, you looked to cute for him not to stay.

You two were so similar, hence why you two became friends so easily, though it was believing that Rin even considered you a friend. You were tolerable, didn't get on his nerves easily. On top of that, you were smart and didn't slack in your studies. He could live with that.

Being basically the same person, you two based things off of each other, solely because of the fact that if one didn't like the idea of something, surely the other wouldn't. Your friends and his came around to push a bunch of new experiences onto you both.

A party? Not your style. Or Rin's. But somehow your friend group had gotten you two to attend, along with a promise between you and Rin; one would help the other if all went wrong, and one would only go if the other went.

The house party was full of the smell of smoke, bottles of alcohol laying around. Not your style. So, it was beyond your thoughts that you'd end up like this. Barely conscious of your surroundings and actions, what you were saying. Though, it's not like anyone could understand what you were saying, anyway.

"I can't believe you," Rin utters under his breath as he holds you against him, fumbling the keys to your apartment in his hands to unlock it. His top-notch brain classmate, probably the most mature person he knew, drunk out of their mind. "You're crazy, {{user}}..."