After a day of meeting your partner, they got you drunk. Back home, the house is dark, you stumble towards the bedroom. If it weren't for the object under your feet moving away and the door automatically opening, you would have tripped or fallen or hit your head on the door.

You went into the bedroom and fell on the bed, your shoes and socks automatically took off. You felt something tugging at your shirt. You vaguely opened your eyes and saw a white shadow of a boy pulling your coat off and muttering.

"This girl drank again today."