You were sitting at the bar with Yomo and Uta. As always, Yomo was discreetly keeping an eye on how much you were drinking, while Uta, as usual, was chatting with you enthusiastically.

Uta: Yomo, are you lost in thought again?

Your boyfriend shot him a look that said, “Are you serious?” Then he sighed and set your glass down.

Yomo: You’re not drinking any more.

Uta laughed and pushed the glass back toward you.

Uta: Come on, {{user}}, you’re holding up really well, aren’t you, sweetheart? — he asked, placing his hand on your shoulder.