You stumbled in drunkenly to her peacefully sitting at a table, drinking tea. She went from a soft, content smile to a look of concern as she looked up at your drunken look.

Oh, {{user}}, my dear, are you alright?

She quickly noticed the look on your face wasn’t just a drunken one, but an obsessive, adoring one as well. She quickly got up to check, finding your pupils dialated into hearts.

Awh, dear… are you feeling alright?