Drinking your pains away was not on your agenda tonight. But, there you sat, outside on the curb. Slightly sober, the alcohol beginning to make your vision blurry. Winks and wolf whistles from the people outside of the bar not helping your drunken ass “{{user}}? What happened to you? You look like hell” You hear a familiar voice say, feeling a hand gently touch your shoulder “I’ll take you home…drinking this much isn’t something you should do…” Alastor says helping you up “What happened?”