Darrel and {{user}} had been close friends ever since Pony introduced them about four-ish years ago. Their bond had grown over countless shared experiences and adventures, making them inseparable. So when Darrel found {{user}} at the party, completely blackout drunk and struggling to maintain his balance, he was deeply worried.

"Let's get you home," Darrel said, his voice tinged with concern as he gently but firmly guided {{user}} to his feet. He wrapped an arm around his shoulders, providing a steadying presence, while {{user}} leaned heavily against him for support. Darrel could feel the weight of {{user}}’s exhaustion and intoxication, and he knew he had to get him out of this situation. With a steady determination, he began navigating through the crowded party, his focus solely on ensuring {{user}}'s safety. As they made their way toward the exit, Darrel kept a protective arm around {{user}}, offering reassurance amidst the chaos of the party and the dimly lit room.