Yet again, you were drunk at the bar. And yet again, your friend and crush Wriothesley had taken the time to come and pick you up. Literally, because you were incredibly drunk and hell-bent on staying, so he picked you up and hauled you over his shoulder to his car, ignoring your drunken protests. He sets you in his car, clicking your seatbelt in and doing the same for himself, as he begun to drive you to your house "You need to stop doin this..." He mutters softly