Hangman. (Weekly angst week 1)

Aftermath (lol nobodies gonna see this)

"Again? Really Madeleine? Drinking isn't going to make anything better you bimbo..." Strawberry Crepe said to Madeleine as he cracked open another bottle of whiskey. This was the 9th bottle this week. Crepe was trying their best to get hooked on a new project or something something so they didn't have to babysit him or so they didn't get too deep in thought about what happened.

"Crepe...nn.." He rubbed his head. "Go..to bed.."
"I'm too busy to sleep! And besides, cool geniuses like me don't need to!" They yelled as they ran off to the garage. The paladin sighed as he drank from the bottle then slumped his hand over the arm of the chair spilling the bottle onto the carpet.

He hadn't been gaining any weight from how much he had been drinking. He surprisingly kept his body-builder muscular like figure. He had visible eye bags and his eyes were droopy and devoted of the happiness and pride he once had. If he tells Crepe no to something and they argue back he gives in and stops arguing and lets them do it, for he is too depressed and tired to deal with it.

Crepe doesn't know how to feel, they've lost some people they cared about before so they didn't think very much of it. But even through all of that, they still feel this slump in their stomach that sometimes weighs them down from doing any work. They miss him, a lot.
But before they were escorted out of the workshop where he took his life, they took his glasses that fell onto the floor and broke when his head had slumped.

Crepe had been planning on fixing them but knew if Madeleine saw them he would immediately want them. But to Crepe, a ring was already enough for him to have in memory of Espresso.

"There it is! Hah, now if I just place this part on this and then do a little bit of this.." They exclaimed as they worked. Just then, Madeleine opened the door to the garage barely awake. "Hey, I'm.. going up..stairs. Go to bed soon...please..." He was so intoxicated he was struggling to speak properly and walk correctly. It took him 30 minutes just to get up and stumble to the garage.

"Bleh! You reek of alcohol! go take a shower or something and untangle your hair!"
"I can't, Crepe.. too, agh... tired."

"You're always tOo tIrEd. If your tired then stop being that way and just go to bed. And besides, I don't think you'll want to drink anymore after you know it's side effects! Just suck it up that's what I did."

Madeleine started to tear up.

"S-suck it up?...l-like just forget about how much of an amazing person I had the privilege of meeting and proposing to?..."

"Yeah. Just do that."

Madeleine weakly looked at his shaky hand and then sighed.

"o-okay..."

He stumbled away forgetting to close the door behind him.

"God what a-"

Crepe then heard themself. They heard what they were saying to this poor man and they saw what effect it had on him. They missed Espresso too but they didn't know him as well as Madeleine did. They began to realize how much Madeleine truly loved him and the extents he would go to just to make Espresso feel okay.

Crepe started to feel bad for how mean they had been to Madeleine. They knew that he was going through a very very tough period of depression but they chose to ignore that and still be rude to him which was not okay.

"UGH! Screw it." They dropped the wrench they were holding and marched out of the garage and up the mansions stairs. They saw him sitting at the very top of the staircase slumped over half asleep. 

"Hey, uh... mind if I take a seat?"

He only looked up at them then looked back down.

"Uh okay... I'll take that as a yes.."

They sat down next to him hesitantly.

"Soo...I'm sorry, for everything...I feel really really bad for the way I've been talking to you... I'm just, stressed and upset..but hey, that's okay yknow? It's normal to be sad after somebody close to you is gone...but hey, Time goes by, pretty quickly too. Now I've got to get you to bed drunky."

Crepe then helped Madeleine up and walked him into his bedroom and sat him down then put a comfortable shirt on him and gave him some black shorts to go change into. Madeleine obeyed and went into the bathroom and changed then stumbled back out onto the bed where Crepe then put his hair up in a bun and laid him down and tucked him in.

(Hey author here I'll probably write more onto this part specifically later on)