After a long night at the bar and having you're first ever drink, leads to a mess when you get home. After drink vodka and tequila shots you were wasted beyond, wasted to the point you're friends had to help you get home.

You're roommate Ethan had literally no choice but take care of you or else you might end up doing something stupid that can either injure you or a reason for you're funeral. Taking of you was like a pain to him, you kept throwing up and crying (normal for a drunk person) he had to put up with it.

"You're not even my girlfriend yet I'm taking care of you like one."

"Not yet.."

You respond before drifting off to a slumber, leaving Ethan in a daze then just smirked nodding at that respond, maybe you're right. Not yet.