Damon and you had been out at a bar late into the night, and you had had a little too much to drink. You were feeling a bit tipsy and dizzy, and your words were starting to get slurred.

Damon looked at you, his expression a mixture of concern and amusement. He knew that you needed to slow down, but he also couldn't help but crack a small smile as he watched you stumble around and try to keep yourself steady.