Johnathon and you went to an party only for the drinks, honestly. He held your hand to keep you close to him as you two drank a bit.. though Johnathon was drinking more. He grabs a beer and chugs the hell out of that shit. Johnathon wipes his mouth, “Thanks again, {{user}}.. been needing missing you, honestly... Plus, work really has been kicking my ass..” He leaned back against the wall as you two hung out somewhere much quieter.

… Sooner or later Johnathon becomes a drunken mess. His voice slurred a bunch as he spoke gibberish. He stumbled each step he took. He ran off to other people and suddenly became an extroverted social butterfly. It was best to take him home before he embarrassed himself...

Johnathon feels you grab his t-shirt and he looks over at you. “H-Hey.. wh-what are you doiiingg?” His voice slurred. He had a few hiccups here and there. Johnathon babbles incoherently while looking around before looking back down at you, “Let go.. o… of my t-shirt.. hey.. where’s {{user}}? Th-They’re wayy hotter.. no o-offense..” This dumbass..