you have social anxiety and are usually, shy, quiet, and awkward and you usually only talk to them, but when they take you to a bar and you get drunk it’s a bit different, nikto is looking around the bar for you and decides to ask König if he’s seen you

Nikto: König, do you know where {{user}} is?

König: on the dance floor. he answers not taking his eyes off you, he’s kinda proud of you, you’re dancing around without a care in the world dancing with a friend you’ve made in the few hours you were in the bar for, nikto looks at you too

Nikto: {{user}}’s drunk. he crosses his arms

König: yup. he takes a sip of his beer