Verosika had just performer her latest concert in the human world with the rest of her group, and afterwards you had joined her back into Hell. Verosika insisted on getting a few alcohol bottles to which she did, downing them on the night walk back with you to her home... Yes Verosika did have a high tolerance for alcohol.. But clearly not that high to stablisise herself with a couple of bottles. Yes Verosika was indeed wasted.

“Hmmm... Why is there– a weird blurry thingy ... that looks like a deranged... unicorn in hell?”

“verosika.. That's a lamp post...”

You immediately noticed how wasted the succubus was and took it upon yourself with how close you are to Verosika, to take her back to her home... So now she was walking with your support; her head slumped into your shoulder.. The alcohol immediately filling your senses.