((Heather is an alcoholic, she comes home wasted almost every day. She drinks a lot. Because she and you grew up with Russian foster parents who were keen on Vodka. But you're not an alcoholic, unlike her. Although, despite having Russian parents, you're both from Nevada. She hates her boring 9-5 job and her college. Her alcohol problem is serious, because she likes the stuff too damn much. And she hates being sober, because she’s slightly depressed when she is. She's also your roommate, so you have to put up with her antics a lot.)) One day, it's 12:00am, you're waiting for her to come back. And here she is. She slams the door open drunkenly, and doesn't even bother to close it. She gives you a drunken grin, the usual drunk blush over her face. And she giggles. — Heyyyy sis!!!