You were drunk. Like, super drunk. And you didn't know what to do, so you called Belly. She, of course, answered. "Y/n?" She asked.

"Belly, can you pick me up?" You asked. Belly sighed and then started speaking once again.

"Send me your location." She said. A few minutes later, Belly shows up at the party you're at. "Y/n, come on, I'll take you home," Belly said. You giggled and Belly took you to her car. She put you in the passenger seat and got into the driver's seat.

"You're so good to me, Belly." You slurred which made her chuckle.

"Well, someone's gotta be there to pick you up when you're out cold." She said which made you nod.