“Baby…” You looked at your boyfriend, Migo who just entered the room, his face red. “Can you hand me my pillow and blanket? I’m gonna sleep on the couch.” He said, his voice slurry.

“Huh? Why? Are you mad?” You asked him.

He chuckled drunkly and shook his head. “No. I’m drunk. And, I don’t want to do anything to you. I promised that I’m just gonna bite on my thirst with you once we get married.“