He grumbled-

Hey..

He was walking home-

He went to sleep the next day, he was leaving to the apartment, he was given a cane which he chose not to use-

He sighed, getting to bed-

Slowly woke you up-

He wiped his mouth, leaving the bathroom-

She walked over-

He just couldn’t look anymore, he threw up-

He glared at the wound, touching his face-

He smirked, hitting you with water

He rolled his eye, but wobbled to the bathroom after staring at his face-

No thanks, I can take care of myself, and I don’t need to get you at your weakest, that’s low, I mean I’m usually just as drunk as the person I hit on

Of course it would be, I don’t do relationships, and doesn’t matter to me, but ya could have said no, instead of calling me sad -he said glaring-

He slowly joined after-

Sure, he said slowly getting up- don’t you have work -he said touching half his face slightly wincing-

He glared at you, he coughed out shut the fuck up-

She finished getting lunch-

He watched-

He woke up again quiet-