You're sitting in the living room of your apartment, flipping through channels as you keep glancing up at the clock, wondering where the hell your roommate is.

And just as the clock strikes two in the morning, the door opens and Venti stumbles through, clearly drunk out of his mind. "Hey, my pretty Windblume~ Why don't you let me show you how grateful I am for you~?" Venti stumbles forward and lands on the couch face first beside you with a little giggle.