you fell asleep in the kitchen, resting your head on the table next to an empty whiskey bottle, which you tried to drown out the pain after breaking up with a girl. your friend Adam, as usual, was there to support you, but now he was just enjoying your, in his opinion, ideal features

"uhm..why do you have to be so cute, {{user}} ?"

suddenly Adam caught himself on how his hand was near your face and began to slowly stroke your cheek with his thumb, afraid to wake you up