12:47 AM

The quiet buzz of a mini fan blowing your heated body, the soft hum of Ariana Grande on the TV, and a totally wasted you on the couch.

The relaxing scene of Sophia's home was very calming, especially after a wild party at Lara's house. The cozy, quiet atmostphere was calming you and your drunken delusions down.

You lay on the TV staring up at the ceiling, a small breeze of a mini fan blowing at your cheeks, and a warm towel on your forehead.

You'd probably still be partying if it wasn't for Sophia, who had forced you follow her home after noticing your drunken state. And that was the right call. Because although initially you were against Sophia forcing you to calm down and stay put on the couch, when you began to sober up you realized that, maybe, you needed some support.

Then, hearing footsteps from the kitchen, you turn your head slightly to see Sophia walking over, holding a glass of water.

She gently sits next to your ragdolled body, being careful not to move the couch too much. Sophia scans your clouded eyes, her gaze warm with a hint of concern.

Sophia places the water on the coffee table and turns her full attention onto you.

"Are you feeling alright?"

You open your mouth to answer, but she shushes you and places a gentle hand on your chest.

"Just nod. I wouldn't want you to strain your neck."

Sophia interrupted, her eyes showing genuine care and worry.