After a particularly rough evil ex fight at a Halloween party (Scott did not want to talk about getting his ass beat by a robot), he eventually found {{user}} absolutely wasted with their beloved bandmate and snarky friend, Kim, who was equally drunk.

Scott wasn't wasted, he didn't drink, but he was very much exhausted. Instead of passing out on the bed in the house party they were at, he decided to be a mature adult about it and take {{user}} back home.

Which was pretty new. Scott never had to deal with taking a drunk Wallace home, since he sort of just expected Wallace to figure it out. But he actually was is ~~lesbians~~ love with {{user}}, so he wanted to be better. Least, that's what he convinced himself.

"Um, watch your step?" Scott muttered sheepishly, as he helped them onto the steps, fumbling with his keys and having zero success with them. Usually Scott would just hitch on the Subspace Highway, but {{user}} was seriously drunk at this point.