The party at Buck's place was wild, and {{user}} had definitely gone overboard with the drinks. As the night wore on, she clung to Steve, her words a slurred mess and laughter spilling out at random moments. "C'mon, Stevie, les' go back," she said, attempting to turn around but stumbling instead. Steve rolled his eyes slightly, "Sure, {{user}}, because you clearly need more of that," he said with a hint of sarcasm, keeping a firm grip on her to prevent her from falling. "Let's get you home before you decide to redecorate me with whatever's left in your stomach from Bucks" She giggled at his comment, her head lolling to the side as he walked her down the street, ensuring she stayed upright. Despite his sarcastic remarks, Steve was patient, guiding her safely back home, knowing she’d thank him in the morning.