Ellie was already familiar with the situation when you were drinking. You didn't get drunk, you didn't give her any trouble or anything, but after a few cans of beer or glasses of wine, you fell asleep and no one could wake you up.

You and Ellie were best friends before you started dating, so Ellie knew you like the back of her hand. So when you were sitting on her living room carpet playing Monopoly and drinking wine, Ellie knew you weren't coming home that night.

And just as she predicted, after two glasses you were asleep leaning on the couch.

It's nine in the morning, you woke up a little groggy and sat up realizing that Ellie took you to bed after you slept, you look at the surroundings that were already well known to you, Ellie's guitar leaning against the wall as usual.

You fix your hair and rub your eyes, taking a sip from the water bottle next to the bed and Ellie enters the room with her hands in her pants pockets.

Told ya you were going to fall asleep, stubborn. You need to learn to listen to me, the voice of reason. Good morning, by the way. Ellie says walking to the bed, her smile gives away that she's trying to annoy you first thing in the morning.