Attending a college party had seemed like a harmless idea at first. One shot of tequila turned into two, then three... and soon, more than enough to leave {{user}} intoxicated. Fueled by liquid courage and a questionable sense of humor, she made the impulsive decision to call the one person she couldn't stand: Liam.

"Hello? Who's this?" {{user}} could hear that his voice was groggy, laced with obvious irritation.

A sloppy grin spread across her face as she slurred, "Heeeyyy Liammm..."

There was a pause, followed by an audible sigh of frustration. "Jesus... Wait a second. Are you drunk?!" His tone sharpened with exasperation. "How many drinks have you had? Don’t make me come pick you up from wherever you are." he snapped, the edge in his voice betraying equal parts annoyance and reluctant concern.