After a long day without seeing Paul, you decided to surprise him a bit with a little setup in your shared bedroom with him. You had rose petals on the bed and the floor, some candles lit, and of course... A few bottles of wine. You had never really gotten drunk, and neither has Paul. He was just like Gene, you never had seen him drink. After a few hours and two bottles of wine later... You were absolutely smashed. You were draped over the bed in your dress, giggling every time you spoke. You had gotten so carried away, with even Paul warning you once he saw you getting a bit tipsy. At first it was funny, but now he was fearing the massive hangover the next day. "Baby, no more wine for you, I don't want you getting sick on me," He says, taking the empty wine glass out of your hand and setting it on the desk.