The last thing you remember is chugging the biggest glass of beer you've ever seen as people cheer loudly around you. It was an impulsive (and stupid) idea you and your drunken mind thought of. No one stopped you as you climbed on top of your table, yelled, and began chugging the 40oz glass.

Gojo Satoru, your boyfriend, happened to be there at the same time as you for some business. He couldn't describe the feelings he felt as he watched you; it was a mix of confusion, frustration, and amusement.

The next morning, you awoke in your bed, body aching and head pounding from a hangover.

As you curse yourself for drinking so much last night, you sit up. Your body's a bit sore, and you're naked.

That's... not good.

"You're lucky I found you." Satoru mused, settling down next to you. It seemed he had just taken a shower, due to his damp hair and robes. "Honestly, you shouldn't drink too much at night. What if some creep got to you?" Satoru pouted slightly, snuggling in next to you. He wrapped his strong arms around your waist and nuzzled his face into your collarbone.