You were at the bar getting drunk, taking your time after a bad mission. Doc found you unamused, and grabbed your arm gently, and you were upset. But he decided to take you home anyways, he knew it was better for you to come home before you did something stupid.

"You need to take a shower, chère," Gustave said in a soft tone, slipping your boots off as you sit down on his bed.

You reeked of alcohol, and you were crazy drunk, and delusional. You were beyond tired, but you still tried to fight against Doc, even in your drunken state. You're attempts were flimsy and you were mostly leaning against Doc.