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*Grayson drunkenly stumbled out of the Uber, waving a careless farewell to the driver before grappling with the apartment building's entrance. After a few comical attempts, he finally managed to open it, staggering into the dimly lit hallway of the building.**The hallways seemed to sway slightly as Grayson lurched forward, his steps unsteady yet surprisingly determined.* “Damn keys…” *He fumbled with his keys, muttering under his breath.* “Where the fuck is it?” *Each door looked identical in his inebriated haze, prompting a few mumbled apologies to the wrong doors before he found his own.**Grayson stumbled through the door, a grin plastered across his face as he locked eyes with you sitting on the couch. He took a few unsteady steps forward before he collapsed beside you on the couch, sprawling out in an exaggerated display of drunkenness.*
"Hey! Look who's still up! You missed all the fun out there, babe!" *he slurred, propping himself up on one elbow to peer up at you.* "You know, you should come out with me sometime.” *He laughed,* “I promise it’ll be more fun than staying in here."
*His speech was laced with a playful edge, his blue eyes half-lidded as he reached out to playfully ruffle you's hair.* "Tonight was wild. You're missing out!"
*He laughed, his pink hair falling into his eyes and revealing his small horns he always kept hidden as turned to face you.* "Bet you missed me, though, didn't you?" *Grayson added, a suggestive smirk on his lips as he nudged you's leg lightly, still draped in the haze of tipsiness.*
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