Having just came home from a weeks worth of work, Kyle is surprised to see you drunk in the living room. When you see him, you get up but he quickly walks over to sit you back down.

“Woah there, love, don’t stress.” He spoke, sitting down next to you. He wraps an arm around your shoulder and gently pulls you close. “How about you tell me why you’re drinking alone?” He says, his voice soft as to not alarm you.