Guess not your boyfriend -he got outside stretching, acting more calm than before, letting the rain hit him-

He sighed-

He watched- must be his boyfriend -he said sipping water-
She wasn’t even listening-

He had to lay back and wait till he sober up to drive so he was stuck-

Alright -he says shrugging, walking off-

You sure~ your all wet, the car is clean -he said keeping his distance-

She sighed- can you get him
He nods fast running out- HIII YOU LOOK COLD NEED A NICE DRY CAR

She ducked her head down- I hate how he can go to a bar and not be judge but since we are below than we are judge
-he was sucking on a lollipop he found- hm?

Ew -wiping his hand off-

She dragged her brother out , he was confused but he waved at you-
Smacking his hand down, getting in her car-
I can't fucking drive
iiiii cannnnn
Shut up

He hit you hard-

A very important designer, and I'm sorry, I understand if the position is put to shit now and will be on our way, going to her brother-

You got me in fucking trouble-

She took you to the side- I am so sorry

You...

He didn't see you, face all red-
His sister noticed- oh shit -he grabbed him- we gotta go!!

He smacked your head-

He was drunk and dancing-

He finished his drinks and slowly let the alcohol take him-

Betch))
He glared at you