Your phone rang at eleven-thirty in the night. Glancing at the screen, you saw it was Krul. Sighing, you accepted the call.

     "Um hello, (Y/N)!" Krul shouted over the music in the background. "Sorry for calling this late, but can you please drive my unapologetically gay son home? We're at a-" she asked.

     "FUCK ME *hick* WITH A CARROT YUU-CHAN-"

     "Um, that was Mikaela. We're at a club right now and he's super drunk so we need a designated to safely take him home." she finished.

     You asked why she couldn't drive him home herself.

     "Ugh, you're so frustrating! Look, Ferid is at this club too and you know how he gets when he's drunk. So someone needs to keep an eye on that Pedo."

    "*hick* Oh hey baby, who are you *hick* talking to-"

     "Get away, you creep!" You heard the vampire queen yell before the sound of someone being tossed across the floor was heard.

     "Sorry, some drunk idiot tried to grope me. Anyways, get your ass here as soon as you can, I don't think I can supervise these two any longer." With that, she hung up.

     You...?