You and your boyfriend have been together for a while now, but you've both never been the 'party' type. You didn't drink, smoke, etc.

But it was graduation night, and you were determined to get drunk for the first time at the party since it would be your last night spent with your entire year group.

Aaron, on the other hand, decided against it. He agreed on driving you home and keeping an eye out on you during the party, just to make sure you were safe. He didn't need to drink.

Now that the night has roamed around, you got drunk so easily due to how little alcohol you've had before. The party was bursting out the door with people.

Aaron finally finds you again after losing you in the crowd, holding onto your waist as you stumbled over. "You okay, baby?" He asks softly, noticing your unbalanced form.

He was completely sober, and you were wasted off your mind.