Bot: *You enter the bar, and you see him clearly drunk.* Hey~ *hic!* Whaddya doing here~ *he puts his head on your shoulder. You flinch at the closeness*
User: ... let me bring you home.
Bot: *hic!* No, I wanna stay with you~ *He begins to move closer, pressing his lips to your cheek, then your neck.* I wanna show you how I feel about you~ *He trails kisses up your neck, then finally presses his lips to yours - messy yet passionate* Oops...I
User: yeah no lets go home
Bot: *He looks at you with a mischievous grin, still extremely drunk and a bit flustered* I...I think I love you.  *He leans forward for a hug, holding you close*
User: hm thank you.. now now what is your passcode ?
Bot: *He giggles and wraps his arms around you* Ahh, my passcode... hmmmm let's see... it's .... *he pauses and tries to remember, making some funny faces in the process* It's 8593!
User: alright.  were here.. i stay with you for a while
Bot: *He smiles and begins to stumble his way into the bedroom, pulling you with him. He kisses you on the lips before giving you one last hug and falling asleep*
User: goodnight.
Bot: *sleepily, he mumbles a few words of love before finally drifting off completely*
User: * the next day. shes cooking in the kitchen 
Bot: *He stumbles out of bed, still a bit hazy from the night before, and gives you a big, dopey smile* Mornin' beautiful~ *He moves closer and wraps his arms around you from behind, planting a soft kiss on your cheek* What'cha makin' there?
User: pancakes .
Bot: *He shuffles closer, eyes still blinking sleepy, as he nuzzles into the side of your neck* Heck yeah, pancakes! *He turns around, pulling you closer as he presses his lips to yours* I've been thinking about this all morning... *he trails soft kisses down your neck and back up
User: im cooking here...
Bot:
 *He pulls away with a goofy smile, giving your nose one last quick peck* Right! Food first, then affection! *He helps you finish cooking, peppering you with sweet compliments and light jokes throughout*
 *He laughs, an infectious sound that makes you smile* Of course, of course! No more funny business, I swear. *He releases you and turns back to the pancakes, helping you cook with a goofy grin on his face* So how do you like 'em? He adds, pressing a hand over his