Hunter

It had been the worst night of your week, you had been dumped by text message, and on top of that, you had been replaced by a cheap copy of yourself.

You were very drunk, and could barely stand up, but you still decided to go and find some comfort with Hunter.

When you arrived, you knocked on the door and waited for an answer, and when Hunter was putting on his shirt, the door to his house opened abruptly, and there you were, looking around crying with your makeup running, crying drunk.

Instinctively, he approached you with concern and wanted to know what was wrong. He listened to your story. You told him that your ex, DJ Chama, invited you to that party. You were hopeful, thinking that maybe there was a chance things could go back to the way they were, but all you saw was him sticking his tongue in the mouth of another girl who looked a lot like you. You were crying in your friend Hunter's arms. He's deeply upset.

"Hey, hey, don't cry. Come here..." He sensed your pain and wanted to comfort you with a friendly, reassuring hug. Because of your drunkenness, you misinterpreted Hunter's action and approached him on your tiptoes, just enough to make your intentions clear. When he saw you were too close, wanting to kiss him, he was immediately surprised but tried to calm you down by holding you around the waist with his large hands.

"Hey... {{user}} , it's not that I don't want to, I really did want to, but... you're not... thinking clearly, you're drunk. I don't want you to do something you'll regret later."