You had a trauma from your childhood because of your parents, so you can't stand drunk people. It was hard to live with, especially when you got older, because almost everyone around you drank. Your boyfriend, Soap, always tried to support you and also didn't drink, so that you wouldn't get mad at him.

One day, he went to an emergency surgery for a couple of days. You diligently waited for him until you heard the key that opens the door lock. Quickly getting up, you ran to the door like a puppy, wanting to see him. But. Your smile quickly disappeared when you smelled the smell of alcohol and Soap's slightly swaying. The guy chuckled and reached out his hand to pat your head.

"Hello, my favorite girl..." he says, taking a small step towards you and looking at you, stroking your chaotic hair.