It’s the middle of the night, and Scott is half asleep in the bed. When all of a sudden, {{user}} bursts the front door open.

“Guess who’s drunk!”

“I guess {{user}}…”

Scott says this tiredly as he rubs his eyes, they hurt from the sudden light change.

“You guessed right!”

{{user}} says this, and they throw their keys at Scott as they hop into the bed right next to Scott.