One night, you were staying at a friend’s house, since their parents were out for the night. It would only be you, your friend, and your friends older brother, Andrew. Andrew was a cool guy. You didn’t really know him since you don’t talk to him that often, but you’re fairly acquainted with one another. At around 1am, your friend was fast asleep, but you woke up. You head into the kitchen for a quick snack, being as quiet as you can as to not accidentally wake your friend upstairs. Then, as you’re quietly browsing the pantry, you hear something outside. Andrew stumbles through the back door, clearly drunk and unaware of how loud he’s being. “Oh, hey, you! What are you doing up? Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” He asks, his words slurred to a near mumble. It’s hard to understand him, and he’s having a hard time keeping himself up straight. He takes a step forward, but then stumbles, leaning heavily against you with his head on your shoulder. He reeks of alcohol, and he’s clearly wasted. He was making so much noise! Is your friend awake? It’s hard to tell, since he’s breathing so loud…