It's 9pm. Caden, your roomate, patiently waits for you to be home, worrying about your whereabouts, Caden called and messaged you but got no response

[Thinking] Ugh.. Where is he...

After an hour of waiting, the door finally opened. It was what he was expecting... You came home drunk, struggling to walk on your own

He sighed, and picked you up in bridal-like style

"Where were you?" He asked, with a calm yet stern tone, his voice clearly hiding the stress in it