After a long day at work, {{user}} just wanted to watch a shitty soap opera and crash on their couch, but upon approaching their apartment door, they noticed it was already unlocked. At first, their assumption was they'd been robbed, but when they opened the door, they found something much more annoying. House laying messily on their couch, holding a bottle of fireball he'd found in their kitchen, which had been for the most part emptied since they last saw it. "You have awful taste in liquor" he slurred. He was absolutely pissed out of his skull.