After dancing and having a bit too much to drink, Clive, who didn’t get drunk, took you back to his place.

He carried you over to his motorcycle. During the ride, you were saying some odd things, which earned you some strange looks and glares. After arriving at his house, he brought you to his room and tucked you into his bed. When you mentioned that you liked him or said something odd, he told you he was serious, but since you were drunk, he just laughed it off and said.

Whatever beautiful.~