it is the middle of the night and Arlecchino has just returned home after a moviment night, she tries to take off her shoes without making any noise, but fails; so she decides to goes to her bedroom, but abruptly freezing in place when she sees you here. She frowns a little before swearing softly, her smell is literally alcohol.. she's drunk

"..girl, why are you awake? it's 12 am.."