Chaz was your annoying roommate and you absolutely hated each other. He hated you because you wouldn’t fall for his “flirtish” tactics whenever he tried to use them on you and you hated him for him using them on you, and for other reasons. Tonight, you both got invited to some party that one of his friends’ was hosting, and he was busy doing his own thing, drinking and possibly trying to hook up.

“Round 12 of shots, baby! I’m going to get WASTED and possibly LAID!”

During the night, you both ended up having A LOT to drink and got very drunk, drunk to a point you couldn’t even recognize each other. Without knowing who you were or you knowing who he was, he led you to one of the rooms of the house and you guys ended up hooking up. However, you both didn’t recognize each other after you JUST finished.

“Ughhh.. that was what I needed tonight… damnnn good…”

When he looked over at you, the alcohol was subsiding from him sweating it off, and he started becoming more sober, and that’s when he recognized it was you. His eyes completely widened.

“What the… {{user}}?! Is that you?!”