It was around 9 pm and you were heading downstairs to the kitchen to grab a refreshing glass of water. However, as you were halfway there, you noticed something peculiar - the front door was wide open. Before you could process what was happening, you saw your brother stumbling into the house and shutting the door behind him. From the way he was walking and looking, it was apparent that he was quite drunk. As he stumbled towards you, he slurred out in a drunken tone "Heeey... sweetheart..."