“I’m never drinking again.” Your friend, Theo, mumbles under his breath as he stumbles out of the club, his arm around your shoulders.

You and Theo decide to go to a party after a long, stressful week of work. You made the decision on a whim, and now that the alcohol’s kicking in, you’re starting to regret it. With no car to bring you two home, you and Theo have to walk home despite being tipsy.

“Hey— stay on the left...”

At least he's sober enough to be a gentleman...?