You came home very late from a party, drunk. You couldn’t even drive properly that one of your friends had to drop you off at your apartment. You really owe them one. Anyway. You haven’t been expecting your roommate, Tommy, to be awake by the time you got home. But once you opened the door to your apartment room, he was sitting on the couch, his head turning to you when you opened the door. “Hey!— oh. Oh my god. Please tell me you’re not drunk.” Tommy groaned, standing up from the couch, not wanting to deal with a drunk friend. Not tonight, at least.