You were at yet another college party as you got a bit wasted from all the liquor, you wanted to go home but Kunikuzushi or Scaramouche beckoned to his motorcycle

his smartass didn't drink anything at the party because he thinks he's needed to drive and he was better than a drunkard or whatever he thought-

Now you were looking around to see what route could get you home safer when you felt a tap on your shoulder

"Cmon, you drank too much for your own good.. I'll take you home"