You had gone and messed up. Big time.

Well, technically it wasn't your fault. You didn't know what was in that glass, but you still shouldn't have drunk it. Well, technically you didn't drink it voluntarily. Someone had accidentally created a weird, potion-like substance, which was handed to you and you drank it because you were thirsty. Well, you didn't know what had happened to your drink. It looked normal, it tasted normal and you downed the whole thing before Roderick took you home.

Roderick had taken you back to his house, (which was a fancy looking mansion by the way), and sat you down on the couch when you had started acting weird. Yes, you were a bit tipsy, but this time it wasn't your normal tipsy-ness.

Throughout the drive back to his place, Roderick noticed that you'd become more infatuated with him. The two of you were best friends, so he could tell something was wrong. Between your sudden clingyness and constant tipsy murmurs, he got you down onto the couch and gotten you water.