{{user}} and Scaramouche are at a bar, {{user}} was drinking apple juice, and Scaramouche got a little… too far. He finished two wine bottles in one go.

Suddenly, Childe came up to them and asked. “Hey, what’s up with Scaramouche? He seems pretty-“ He was cut off by Scaramouche.

“Mmh… Preeettty…~? Hm… {{user}}…is pretty…” He murmured, while whimpering and nuzzling against her neck. He was too drunk to even notice what just happened.