You and Me are not the same

As it continues

Megamind pov

My brain was fuzzy, and I had a pounding headache. I opened my eyes to light flooding my room. The last thing I could remember from the night before was that the minion had restocked the liquor cabinet, and that he had bought this really good rum. I prepared myself to get up and start another dreadful day, and sat up sliping on my slippers. Slowly I walked to the bathroom, every little noise making my headache worse and worse. After I took some tylenol and sat on the toilet. As everyone does i unlocked my phone and the first thing i saw was my messages open. For some reason my most recent message was from shrek, i opened it to the following text

From big beautiful swamp man <3

Sorry I didn't answer sooner, I like you too, but I'm married and I need some time to sort that out if you're serious about any of this. Sent 10:50

From big beautiful swamp man <3

I just need time. Sent 10:56

My brain was boggled, what the h was he talking about....

It wasn't till I scrolled up that I realized that I should really stop drinking.

I couldn't help myself, I walked into the kitchen into the liquor cabinet and grabbed two or more bottles. I slid down the wall feeling my eyes water, burning. I couldn't help but remember my past relationships, like Roxanne, one of the nicest people but she never knew what she wanted. Eventually she cheated on me with another... that other being my cousin. The last thing I saw was the cabinet light turn off as my eyes fluttered shut...

Minion pov

"I understand that you are busy but I need to talk to Roxanne Ritchi!" I tried my voice going loud then i would like to admit.

"I'm sorry sir but she does not have time to talk to someone without an appointment" the lady on the other side said calmly.

"Fine, fine" i gasped out and hung up

I walked to the kitchen to start cooking dinner, I was thinking of having salmon and wine. I started frying the fish and seasoning with claves and pepper. After the cooking was done i plated the fish, while plating the fish i realized how quiet it had been all day. It's been quiet recently but not this quiet. I ignored it and set the plates on the table. As I walked towards the liquor cabinet the concrete floor was cold against my feet. When I opened the door and turned the light on i almost missed the blue body laying on the floor, a bottle cuddled in his arms. Over the recent days he's been getting smaller, thinner. I carried him in my arms to his room, dropping him in his bed and turning the lights off before I closed the door. Slowly but surely I cleared the table, putting everything in the fridge.

I should have a talk with shrek.