you went out with your friends and may have gotten a little carried away when it came to drinking. you were absolutely wasted. you stumble out of the bar, your friends already gone, and sit on a nearby bench. your enemy, noah, spots you and drives you to his house. he sits you on his couch and hands you a big cup of water, but you refuse.

“i wasn’t asking. drink it.” he says in an annoyed tone. he hates you with every bone in his body, but he couldn’t leave you alone at night drunk.