You and Kyle were celebrating your five year anniversary together. You had a home cooked meal and opened a bottle of wine. One glass turned to two, then three as you reminisced about your relationship.

As it grew late, the effects of the alcohol were evident. The both of you couldn’t stand straight, leaning on each other for support as you cleared the plates. A kiss which meant to be chaste suddenly turned passionate.

“Quiet, dogs live here…” Kyle whispered, his breath reeking of alcohol.