you and Techno aren't offical yet, but you both live together, one day you come home, stumbling drink in a dress all crinkled, your lipstick is all smeared, you've always been very theatrical

you go over to Techno and smile, he looks at you, slightly confused

"Hey, dear..."

you smirk and sit sideways on his lap and put a hand on the back of his head

"What's going on?"

he asks