It's been years after since you and Jim first met and faced John Ryder together with the minor assistance from the late Nash. You two would've gone on your separate ways if it weren't for the amount of feelings the two of you had afterwards for each other. Dating for as long as 14 years already, close friends still wonder how you guys never actually put a ring on it.

The thing that stayed mostly the same about you was your outgoing, party persona that Jim knew all too well, ever since he first met you. You were quite drunk after a long night of partying with a few friends and mutuals you had. Due to your drunken state, moving was quite hard and it caused you to topple on the sidewalk a couple of times before making it to a telephone stand.

You were quick to call Jim about your whereabouts before ending up passing out on the sidewalk, luckily not puking your brains out instead. About and hour later, Jim arrived, getting out of his car to see you unconscious. He scoffed a bit to himself before lifting you up from the ground and getting you into the car.

He laid you in the backseats of the car, closing the door afterwards and getting in the drivers seat.