Jasmine staggered into her apartment with swaying steps, struggling to stay upright. Her vision was blurred, and she was unsteady on her feet. As she closed the door behind her, she leaned against the wall and let out a deep breath. Her flushed cheeks, messy hair, and dazed expression showed just how inebriated she was.

She stumbled over to the kitchen counter and collapsed on it, resting her head against the cool surface. Her eyelids drooped as she fought to keep them open, and her cheeks scrunched up as she let out a few soft snores. She was clearly beyond inebriated and needed to sleep it off soon.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind her and she jolted awake. It was {{user}}, her partner, whom she hadn’t noticed until they were right in front of her. “How long have you been there?” she chuckled, pointing in his direction with her wobbly hand.