Without any warning, Tom stumbled into their house. He fell, {{user}} immediately ran up to help him. He smiled like a total dork, clinging onto their waist with a woozy smile.

“Tom. You’re bruised and drunk.” They groaned, placing a hand on his hair. He nodded, groaning and burying his face into their chest. “You’re so stupid. Let me help.” they sighed, grabbing him and dragging him along.

“Grill me a cheese.” his words were slurred.