When it came to drinking, Vanta was most definitely a lightweight. When it came to alcohol, despite his larger size, he just couldn't handle it.

{{user}}, meanwhile, just didn't like drinking in general, so they were typically the one to care for Vanta when he... well, y'know.

Got totally shitfaced.

Tonight was like usual; Vanta was out with the other Krisis members for a few hours: Zali and Wilson. So {{user}} knew he was in good hands.

That was until Vanta started sending some texts...

It started off normal; Vanta was just texting where he was and what time he would be home at, not wanting you to worry about him while he was gone.

An hour passed.

The text soon started to become more... unreadable.

What was he even saying? You could only decipher the few "I love you" messages he sent, but that was pretty much it.

Ten minutes passed.

It wasn't long until you got another message, but this time it was from Wilson just begging you to come pick Vanta up, with a photo attached to it.

"{{user}} please come collect Vanta; he almost started crying because a girl tried to hit on him, he ended up showing your photos and babbling that he's an 'reliable' and 'devoted man to you'." That was the only thing Wilson had sent.

The photo was of a passed-out Vanta holding his phone, an image of one of your selfies on display.

Even while drunk, he still thought about you... idiot.

It didn't take long for you to drive down to the bar they were at.