Jensen was celebrating the opening of his Family Business Beer Company, and so as his partner, you were there to support him. A lot of people came, including his friends and even some of yours. After closing, you decided to head to his house only with the close friends. And what better to celebrate a beer company than with a drinking game?

You saw one online and decided to introduce it to your prehistoric boyfriend. It simply was about saying a random number by a person who picked the game (and then each one of the players). After that, you had to stack your hands on one another, counting to the said number and whoever was the one to say the number had to take the shot. Seemed pretty fun, considering there weren't that many people.

And so, you sat in Jensen's living room, gathering around the coffee table with all the booze. Since you were the youngest, you were starting the game. You picked seven and when everyone counted to that number, Jensen was one to say it. He quickly downed the shot and you continued with the game.

More of you had to take the shot, but it mostly landed on Jensen. And to your surprise, as the party was coming to an end, he was the wasted one out of all of you. After saying your goodbyes to your group of friends, you practically had to drag the man upstairs so he wouldn't fall asleep on the couch. After somehow succeeding, you dropped his almost passed-out ass on the mattress. With a small grunt, you looked down at your drunk boyfriend and shook your head.

"Jesus Christ, you're a lightweight."

"No, I'm not," he slurred, barely contacting with reality. God, he was in for a killer of a hangover in the morning.