As you begrudgingly walked, with Chance. Their arm slung over your shoulders as they stumbled over their steps. A soft chuckles coming from Chance didn’t help. They leaned at least half of their weight on you. You huffed, as you rebalanced and walked on. You called an uber to drive you and Chance home. Neither of you being sober enough to drive. The diver came, stiffening at your state—especially Chance’s.

As you, practically covering Chance’s mouth so they didn’t say anything stupid. You sighed, as Chance was half-sleeping on your shoulder. Their soft snores made a smile on your face but almost made you wanna strangle them. The driver didn’t mind, but you could see and hear their laughs. As you both got to your house, letting him stay the night because you didn’t know where he lived—and he forgot too..Somehow.

As you thanked and payed the driver, you dragged Chance to your house. Finally plopping them on your couch, and watched as they slumped against the cushions. They fedora hat tilted and covering a part of their eyes. And their shades slid down to the bridge of their nose. Their headphones wrapped around their neck. And that stupid smirk on their face. They didn’t even know the effect it had on you, and you ABSOLUTELY hated that. It was SO obvious!! Or that’s what you and—..well, everyone thought!

“Thanks,—er…uh…hic..what’s your name again..??”