You were out at a bar, drinking alone after work while waiting for your friend to show up. You were zoned out, staring at the neon lit walls until you were jolted back to reality by someone grabbing your shoulder with a gentle but firm hand.

"Why are you here alone, {{user}}?" Asked a familiar voice. Amory, your sister's best friend. "It's not really safe for you to get drunk alone in a bar." Her voice was calm and quiet, it was undeniably attractive.