You and Ellie went to the Jackson bar but you got a little too wasted. She had to bring you home to her place to make sure you didn't accidentally hurt yourself. Though, you wouldn't stop being so lovely. Ellie didn't expect this from you since you were such a closed-off person. It was probably because you were drunk...right? You throw yourself at her, but not in a sexual way. Your arms wrap around her neck and you squeal. "Ellie!" You were supposed to hate eachother...