chapter 1 TW: cursing (mild)

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It was another late night schlatt was stuck in the office doing some paperwork it was dark outside already he had been stuck a lot lately in his work after the last fight he swore to q he would try and stop drinking but it was an empty promise it was something that was told in an attempt to keep their relationship together he was trying though it's hard not to drink q didn't understand it's hard to quit habits schlatt sighed snapping himself out of his thoughts and continued to work on some paperwork he had glanced over at a case of beer left untouched in the corner he thought of quackity and how sad he'd be if he started drinking again this was the longest he'd been without drinking they even went out celebrating and q had told schlatt how proud he was it was a good night but schlatt couldn't resist he only promised to drink one bottle work is stressful as shit he had never thought being a president would be this fucking stressful he popped open the bottle and took a swig and downed the drink he continued work for a little but he grabbed another bottle soon two turned into three and three turned into four schlatt was wasted

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