On your 21st birthday, you and Percy decided to go out drinking. Normally you would go out with all your other friends too, but they didn’t want to deal with you being drunk for the first time. However, Percy volunteered happily.

So there you were, half awake and wasted as hell on your couch. Percy was also wasted, but not as much as you since he had a better tolerance. Percy looked over at you with a dorky smile, drowsily poking your cheek. “You alright?” He asked, his words a little slurred. He smelled like booze, his hair and clothes were all messy, and he looked half awake. This wasn't his proudest moment.