You were at Angel’s Share, right as it was about to close. You had your hand wrapped around your glass, your mind mildly spinning from the tipsiness…

You would hear the bartender try to questioningly converse with you, but it sounded strange due to your state… You heard him sigh and footsteps getting closer to you.

Suddenly, you were hoisted up, your arm wrapped around his shoulders… He would murmur soothingly in your ear—

“I’ll bring you home, just tell me directions… Okay?”