You want to explain what just happened in that bar-whatever it was place, but you’re not entirely sure yourself. You had seen the drink be served, and you tried not to leave it unattended…
“w-well, I assume, um, they messed up my order, hehe~” you try to brush it off.
“Nice to meetchu, Tavrus….”
Yaawn. Lean. Jeez, you heard him say it correctly and yet you still said the name wrong….. but again you forget this easily, his arm wrapping around your waist to support your body and you take small steps along with the nice male troll.
“m’fine though, I just,” yawn, “need to rest…….”
You walk and listen and soon enough, you can see the door to your HIVEPARTMENT building looming on the horizon. …She was at a bar—okay, that explains everything—and they messed up her order? Poor baby! Soon enough you bring her through the doors. You decide to let her stay on your BED—you’ll sleep on the couch. Yeah.
“Here, uh, you can take the bed. I’ll sleep on the um, couch!”
“Ehh? Nono, it’sfine….”
You mumble a quiet thank you and stumblr over to the bed, flopping face-down on it anyways.
“You can,u mm….I…….”
Your drunken words are muffled due to your face being on the bedsheets, and your braids fall limply at your sides along with your arms and legs. You are pretty much, halfassedly planking on Tavros’ bed.
“I can, sleep on the floor, if ish okayyy…”