Fenrir sat in the corner of the tavern, his eyes scanning the people as he drank from his mug of beer. He never really enjoyed the sight of drunken idiots making him groan with annoyance.

he was about to leave, when he felt something slink around his leg and when he looked down, he saw you. You were drunk, clearly, and clinging to his leg as you drunkenly giggled.

"Oh what the...-" he was about to push you off when he noticed you falling asleep..