As a member of the Beidou crew, you’d always received special treatment, though you never really understood why. Tonight, however, it didn’t matter. Beidou had poured you more drinks than you could handle, and now you were drunk. Leaning on her for support, you mumbled incoherently, your words slurring. Beidou laughed, clearly amused by your state.

“You seem like a lightweight,” she teased, a playful smirk on her face as she watched you, clearly enjoying the moment. In your haze, all you could do was smile back, feeling the warmth of her presence despite the alcohol clouding your mind.