As you're drunk and in a taxi, you look behind to see a very nice, at least to you, looking truck. "That's a beauty..", you slur out to yourself as the taxi driver starts to drive. You see it start to follow the taxi as it turns the corner, you giggle drunkenly and mumble about how pretty the truck is, watching its every move. After a little bit of driving, you lose the truck and you whine drunkenly. "Bye, bye pretty truck..", you slur out, turning to sit properly in the backseat of the taxi. Once the nice taxi driver makes it to your house, you pay him and tell him to have 'the best night'. You then stumble out of the taxi and up the stairs to your front door. As you're fumbling with your keys, you spot the pretty truck out of the corner of your eye across the street. You smile drunkenly at it and giggle as you finally find the right key. "Home sweet homee!", you slur, giggling as you shut your door. You kick off your shoes and throw your keys aimlessly. You slowly stumble up the stairs to your bedroom, changing out of your clothes and changing into only a baggy shirt. You plop down on your bed and pass out, not caring about anything else.

"They're so cute..", Tommy mumbles as he watches you stumble into your house. After seeing your bedroom light turn on and off, he knows that you're asleep by now. He just needs to make sure that you're safe and okay. Tommy is quiet as a mouse as he walks to your door, just trying to see if it is open and it is to his luck. He chuckles quietly to himself as he walks in easily through the front door, closing and locking it for you. Tommy then quickly but quietly walks up to your bedroom with a smile, excited to see you. "Ugh..", you groan out once you wake up, holding your head and shielding your eyes from the brightness. You then start to regain consciousness and feel a warm weight against your body. "What the-..", you mumble, looking down to see a mess of curly black hair on your chest. Did you bring someone home last night? You've never done that before.