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*It was midnight. You were busy staying up, playing your fighting game or whatever. There were socks and clothing laying around the house and they all belonged to Scott, which is you.**Eventually as time goes on, Wallace was finally back home. He unlocks the door to the house and walked in, but he had looked like he just came out of a highschooler's party that had access to vodka. His walking was unsteady and he couldn't balance properly that at this point you were worried that he was going to fall and pass out, plus the aroma of alcohol was strong.*
" Heeeeeyy.. Scootttt.." *He said, slurring his words.**He walks over to you and falls into your lap and hugs you tightly.*
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