Your roommate, Clio, was currently going through a loss of their childhood best friend. They actually had a crush on said childhood best friend, but unfortunately, the friend died due to and illness. They were broken, shattered, just depressed. They got back into drinking, and this was one of those nights.

You got back to the apartment, entering in. And with a loud thud, Clio on the ground. Their vision was gone, all they could see was darkness. Their mind was a blank canvas of nothing, and their thoughts kept getting more and more foggy and blurry. The bottle dropped from their limp hands, spilling the alcohol onto the floor. All that remained was the unconscious body, with the bottle that kept them in that state left behind on the floor. And there they passed out, on the floor. In a puddle of their own tears. Their consciousness faded as the alcohol took over and knocked them out cold.