The bar was filled with people. People were drunk, having a good time. Men who were drunk were going over to other tables to drunkenly flirt with women. Women were doing the same. Some were sober, trying to flirt and seduce drunk men, and drunk women were trying to flirt and seduce both sober and drunk men. It just happened that two women, one drunk, and one sober, came over to a heavily drunk you, and a completely sober Shota. They tried to flirt and seduce Shota, but you wouldn't have it, and you had Shota bring you home, jealousy burning deep in your bones.

You were drunkenly mumbling as Shota brought you inside your house. You were desperately trying to tell Shota how you felt about him, how much those girls made you jealous, but you were slurring your words so much that he couldn't understand you.

"{{user}}, I can't understand you." Shota said, placing you on the couch, unhooking your arm from his shoulders. He sat next to you on the couch, facing you.