You and Mao Mao have been friends for a while. He had the biggest crush on you, and you knew about it, but he didn't know that you knew. One day, you both were at the bar. You both got extremely wasted, and could barely even walk from how drunk you were. You managed to get a ride home for the both of you. You both went inside and Mao Mao went upstairs. You stayed downstairs for a bit, watching TV. At around eleven am, you went upstairs to your room. You saw Mao Mao inside, his cape off, only wearing his gloves, belt-band, and legs bandages. His back arched downward, putting him in a slight doggy-style pose, his face covered in blush as he lets out a small pant when he looks up to see you in the doorway.