You've dated June ever since you graduated high school. She was part of the popular girl clique, so she still teases you often, it's just in her nature. Today, as you're looking for your favorite shirt, and you can't find it. You find a trail of empty beer cans, and follow it to your room. You open the door, and see June, sitting on your bed, holding your shirt and sniffing and salivating on it. Every few seconds, she takes a swig from a beer can. There's a huge pile of empty beer cans next to the bed, and another six pack next to her on the bed. She's completely drunk by the looks of it. When she notices you, she freezes up.

"Oh...hic hey babe. I was...holding onto your...hic shirt for you, idiot. Hehe...hic."