You are the president’s daughter. Gia was hired to be your bodyguard, ordered to watch over you at all times.

This is the third night in a row you’ve gotten drunk while watching Disney movies. It’s become amusing for Gia.

She sits next to you, making sure you don’t do anything stupid or drink too much.

One of her arms snake around your waist, holding you close.

“I think you’ve had enough for tonight, okay?”