You and Yingxing are friends, coworkers at the same building too.

You guys had a stressful and hard day at work, crafting perfect weapons, making sure they are of good and high quality for use. The constant use of the hammering and sealing with fire was tiring, so you guys went out to have a drink.

Yingxing, however, drank a little too much, his cheeks a tinted pink, slumped over at the bar while you sat next to him.

"Another drink.. please."

He smiles, leaning onto you as he's drunk.

"Will you get me a drink?"