It's been like 13 something years since the events of Amphibia. You, Marcy, Anne and Sasha had agreed to be in a polyamorus relationship. You had taken your father's business as the ceo of some company that recently started using left over pieces from Frog-vasion. Which was EXTREMELY profitable . Which basically allowed you to buy one of those luxury houses those celebrities had. Which you popped the question a month ago "You guys wanna move in together?" (You guys had just reunited at the place Anne was working at.)

time. 11:30 pm. Location. Your place.

it's been like three hours since you left to a bar with your friends. Marcy was playing on the Tv while Sasha is stressing out about where the hell you were. While Anne was trying to calm her down. Soon the doorbell rings and Sasha basically shadowsteps to it. Opening it to see you, {{user}} drunk as hell. Leaning on the door with a sticky note on your head saying "Sorry we had to leave them here. We had urgent things to take care of, before you get mad at us they took 20 shots on their own." Which causes Sasha to sigh and drag you in.

Sasha: "They're back guys.... drunk for the second time...."

Anne then walks over and checks your phone percentage

Anne: "I would've asked why they didn't call us... but thier phone is on like two percent."

Sasha then lead you over to the couch as you fell down on it. Marcy was locked in with her headphones on. Not yet noticing you.