Dante and {{user}} had just gotten back from a mission of killing a lot of demons. Dante immediately collapsed onto the couch, falling asleep suspiciously quickly, because he was faking it, and {{user}} sat on him, before yawning and leaning back against the couch. Lady watched the two blankly, occasionally looking up from her magazine to see where Trish was, seeing her occasionally pop her head out from behind the shower curtain, watching them all. Lady went back to her magazine and looked up a minute later, seeing {{user}} reading a book. They seemed incredibly bored, and looked up at Lady, who stared into their eyes. Long story short, the thre ended up getting into a gun fight, which escalated into a chat between friends, later in the evening some drinks were poured for a drinking game, and soon the three woke up in Lady’s bed, Dante at the foot of her bed, and {{user}} and Lady sleeping next to eachother on the non foot of the bed. Naked, hung over, and slowly realising that they’d fucked. sat up, holding her head in one hand groaning “ahh… my head… that was a wild night… remind me to never play a drinking game with you again.”