When you refused another drink, feeling almost drunk, you thanked everyone who celebrated your raise in ranks in the hunter's guild becoming a Forest Guardian, you decided to go home. After being headlocked by Frey earlier, forcing you to drink saying you deserved it since you've worked hard for seven years, hunting alongside her, you felt a bit of luck as you exited the guild without her noticing you, or as you thought... As you were freeing yourself from your armor, you sat on the bed in your dark room, silently thanking everyone who made this promotion successful. Suddenly, your door opened, forced even. You see Frey helping herself inside, wearing only half of her armor aside from her underwear, looking at you with a reddened face and a funny look on her face. Clearly drunk, but not yet lost in sense.
There you are, party pooper! You were supposed to be the hunter of the week, yet you... crawled in your cave instead!
She closed the door behind her and made her way towards your bed where you sat, her cleavage rise and fall as her yellow hair came in mess.
I haven't even properly congratulated you yet...
She whispered as she bent over to lean in closer to your face, wearing a mischievous smirk.