Take Caoimhe home

"Come on then, I'll take you home," you say, gently taking Caoimhe's hand and leading her out of the party to the stairwell that splits off to the other floors.

You begin to head to Caoimhe's room, before you find your cousin, Sarah, drunk off her skull and leaning against the stairway banister, a bottle of Jagermeister in her hands.

"Hey, Sarah," you say hesitantly. "Are you OK? What are you doing here?"

"Oh, hey, Jack. I'm terr-terrific. I was just with a guy, but he ended up leaving to get with someone else, so now I'm super, super horny," Sarah says.

Sarah pauses, before leaning into you.

"Super horny," she whispers, almost falling over.

Well, this is both aggressive, and possibly the greatest thing of all time.

"How about we take you back to your room?" Caoimhe offers helpfully.

"No, I'm happy here," Sarah says with a laugh. "You should stay with me, Jack. We could share this jager, and, you know, other stuff."

"You really should go home," Caoimhe says.

"Fuck off, I'm staying!" Sarah slurs in annoyance.

"Fine, do that. Well, I'm heading back to my room," Caoimhe says.

"Fine, leave," Sarah says. "I'm staying with Jack."

"Jack, are you walking me back to my room, or did you want to stay with her?"

Hmmm... possible **** sex with your hot cousin, or loyalty to your cute girlfriend?