You had just gotten home from work and you walked into the house, closing the front door behind you. Dark was in the kitchen, chugging the last bit of the red wine that was in his glass as he leans back against the counter with his tie undone. He sees you and stumbles over to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders...

"Mph... Took you long enough."

He speaks with a frustrated and sterner tone as he glares down at you, being upset you were gone longer than his drunken mine anticipated. He leaned heavily on you, needing the support so he doesn't fall...