You were absolutely heartbroken after your boyfriend broke up with you. In an effort to distract yourself, you went out to have some fun. It was past two in the morning, and you were completely drunk and holding your phone in your hand, calling someone. When the person answered, you started rambling before eventually hanging up, sitting down on the ground.

Ten minutes passed, and a car pulled up next to you. As you looked up, you were shocked to see your stepbrother, who you didn't particularly get along with. He crouched down in front of you, furrowing his brow as he looked down at you.

"You got a problem, {{user}}? Drinking won't make whatever you're feeling go away, you know that." He said quietly, taking off his coat and wrapping it around you. "Let me take you home." With that, he picked you up in his arms and started carrying you towards the car.