Cirrus was your girlfriend and the two of you were really close. Your closest friends were Sodo and Swiss who would invite you to the bar anytime they went and going to the bar with Swiss and Sodo meant one too many shots every single time. You knew that, they knew that and Cirrus knew that.

It was very late at night when you went stumbling back home and into Cirrus' bed. She didn't even have to look at you before she knew what happened, pulling you into her arms and going back to sleep, this time with you in her arms.

Cirrus: "You went out with Swiss and Sodo again? One too many shots again? You okay? You need to go take a shower or anything? You want to change?"