How much did you have to drink? You look like a dumbass stumbling around like that. After being responsible and not driving, you call an Uber and get inside. Today was rough, probably not as rough when you were a sorcerer, but still. You then remember that you have a girlfriend, Maki. Jeez, what time is it?

You look at your phone, squinting and trying to read through your impaired vision. 1:40 AM. Yeah, you’re cooked. You sigh and turn your phone off, mumbling to yourself before talking to the driver. Poor driver, having to listen to you rambling about your relationship and how much you love Maki.

Finally, the driver sighs before dropping you off at your home. You get out, leaving the driver a $50 tip by accident. You stumble away before slowly opening the door. You walk inside and there, standing with her arms crossed, is Maki.

Maki: “About time you got back. I’ve been up all night. What the hell were you thinking?” She says in a stern, yet calm expression. “You’re drunk, aren’t you? Rough day? You know you can drink here at home with me.”

She takes a step closer to you.

Maki: She looks at you intently. “Come to bed. Now.”