Part 1: Jean

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  I ran to the side dodging a blow from an anemo slime. I couldn't use my vision because stupid anemo slimes were immune to anemo attacks, so I had a sword and my fists. I sliced a clean cut off the side of the slime. It landed on the ground out for a moment. I decided to let it live and I walked away from it.
  I walked back into Mondstadt to report to Grand Master Varka, of the slime incident. I was looked up to in Mondstadt. Honestly I don't know why. The travelers did most of the Dvalin stuff. I wonder how Lumine and Aether are right now, I believe Lady Ninguang said they were off in Inazuma defeating the Shogun.
  As I walked into the Grand Master's office Varka says, "Report?"
"Nothing much to report sir," I say standing up properly
"How's Klee's confinement?" He asked
"She blew up the docks... she has a few weeks left..." I say tired of that child
  Honestly, I love Klee, but I have to be on top of her or else she will burn Mondstadt to the ground.
"How are you Jean?" Varka asks
"Good, sir, just a little tired," I sigh
"Take a month off,"
"What?!" I accidentally yell
"You heard me Jean. You've worked too hard. You need a break, I believe a month would do..."
"C-can you lower it to a week?"
"Ugh, I know you love to help, but seriously Jean. You're working yourself out of a healthy brain," Grand Master continues, "You're 20, go have fun,"
"Uh- b-but sir..."
"Good grief Jean... I'll lower it to a week, but you can stay out for a month,"
"Y-yes sir," I say doing the knights salute.
  I can't believe he was telling me to take a break. I'm completely fine! I'm only a little tired! I can't disobey the Grand Master though, so I walk out of his office. I leave the head quarters saying, "Sayonara" and went home.
  When I got home I took off my knights uniform and put on an oversized, "Welcome to Liyue!" T-shirt. I got it the time I visited Liyue when I was 16. It's been 4 years since I've had real fun, maybe I could go to Angel's Share?  Sure, why not. I put on a sky blue top that was shoulder less. Some white shorts, ribbon high heels and put my hair up into a ponytail with a ribbon.  I walked out and went to Angel's Share.
  I walk into it seeing drunk adventurers and drunks.
"Come on! Drink some more," one yelled putting his beer into the air.
  I walk up to the bar area.
"I'll just have one," I say kind of depressed like
"Jean?" A red haired tall guy said confused at me
"Hey Diluc..." I trail off
"What are you doing here?" He questions not even minding the bar fight
  "Oh crap... is that Jean," they stop noticing me
"Grand Master Varka ordered me to take off," I look down, "hey is the Dandelion Wine any good?"
"The best one," he says looking at me with his stern look
"How much?"
"On the house,"
What? He doesn't give out free drinks a lot.
  I drank one. One turned to two. Then three. I don't even know how many I've had, just that I'm drunk. Very.
As I start to leave I stumble a little, but I look back and notice Diluc had a worried look on his face, but it was probably the alcohol. I continue to leave very drunk. As I walk by the craftsmen I get very light headed. I notice some very worried looks. They should know I also have access to drinks. Yes even, Jean of the, knights, can have a drink! I know, it's unfathomable. I suddenly tip over when someone grabs me. I didn't even notice who it was. I just felt relaxed although they were very tense and scared to grab me.
  I then felt them pick up my legs and hold me like a baby. Then, they sat my legs down just supporting me. They somehow knew my hidden spot for my key (my hanging plant had a compartment where I could open and grab my key. They opened my door and picked me back up. I felt them lay me on the couch.
  I mumbled something. I don't even know what it is I'm so drunk. I hiccup from all the drinks. They lay a warm cloth on my forehead.
  "Hmmmm..." I mumble again
They stayed silent.
"It's alright," the voice was so calm, yet so familiar... so familiar... I opened my eyes up to red hair.
  Oh crap. That person was Diluc. Seeing Diluc in my house was enough to sober me up.
"AHHHHH!" I yell sitting up
The cloth fell into my lap. Diluc looked surprised. He just stared. He had on his normal outfit, but no outer coat. His sleeves were white. Very typical bartender stuff. He had taken down his hair. My face turned red and I almost pass out.
  I can't have this huge surprise while I'm very drunk. I might go into cardiac arrest.
"Hey..." I say trying to calm down
"Why's your face so red?" He asks sort of grinning
"I don't know! Why's your hair so red!"
"Genetics," he says his voice the same as it always was, he just wore a slight smile.
"Uh- I- I-," I try to stutter out, but somehow Diluc's presence made me this way right now. No... I DON'T like Diluc. He's not a good guy, entirely. He doesn't care, at least, I don't think. Crap. What if I do? Crap.
"Chill, lay down, you're not used to even drink," his voice was so freaking calming right now, it was scary
"Why should I listen to you?" I spit out very immaturely
"Because I've seen a lot of drunks and people who don't drink almost kill themselves, by randomly drinking like this,"
"Fine, but why are even here? You like me or something?"
"I don't feel like doing the paperwork for someone dying because of our beer..." he says
Okay, sure Diluc.

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