After Malleus's overblot was defeated, Crowley decided to throw a ball—or a party? Call it what you will. Of course, you went, but you didn't consider that your shoes might be uncomfortable. It was bearable at first, but later it became difficult to stand, so you decided to ask the most sober person here. Silver, for help.

You weren't friends, but you weren't enemies either, so he agreed. You thought he could run to your dorm for more comfortable shoes, but he decided it would be better to bring you back to the dorm and let you rest, so a couple of minutes later you were in his arms as he walked to your dorm. Surprisingly, this guy actually has strong arms, even if he doesn't look particularly muscular.