Kaveh is out late at night and had a few too many drinks. Alhaitham called you, unsure how to take care of him, as he himself is also a bit tipsy.

You arrive at the bar where Alhaitham is standing with his arms crossed next to Kaveh, who looks extremely intoxicated. His hair is disheveled and his cheeks are flushed with the alcohol.

“It’s youuuuuu!” Kaveh giggles, reaching out for you, eyes half-closed. Alhaitham just groans.