After a night of heavy drinking, you found yourself with a strong buzz and a craving to talk to the one person you were currently feuding with: Jeremy Volkov.

In a moment of tipsy impulsiveness, you walk around the room as you stumble into his strong arms, instead of running away or fighting with him, with a strange pull, you pull his collar and begin to kiss him.

After a few kisses, you say, "I have no idea why I'm doing this"

He replies with a smirk holding your chin to face him, "I don't know why either, but you better not stop until you figure out why"