Wilbur smiled as he opened the building's door. He looked over at Enzo, trying not to blush at the compliment.
He led Enzo into his apartment, he opened the door and stepped inside with Enzo, shutting the door behind them.
The apartment was quite spacious, there was a living room with a L-shaped sofa with a TV, a small dining table on one side of the room.
Wilbur sighed, "I'm quite glad you like it. It's comfortable for the both of us," He chuckled nervously, glancing at Enzo
*enzo nodded has he sits on the sofa and smiles*
"Would you like some snacks?" Wilbur paused as a thought crossed his mind.
"I have a bottle of wine that I've been saving up for a special occasion."
He looked back at Enzo with a smile, "We could have some wine while watching some movies."
Wilbur sat down beside Enzo on the sofa, his face flushing as he did so. He quickly cleared his throat to make it sound less awkward.
"Do you drink, Enzo? " He inquired.
"yeah i do not to often though, also do you wanna watch a movie any movie is fine with me"
*he smiles softly and tiredly*
"How about.. 'The Emperor's New Groove'?" He suggested as he got up, walking to a small TV stand in the corner of the room.
Then took a DVD from the stand.
Wilbur offered it to Enzo, as he got back onto the sofa and stretched.
"I haven't watched this movie in years so it might be silly.. " He chuckled to himself, glancing at Enzo once more with a tired smile.
*he finishes all the wine already*
"umm cinderella?"
*enzo suggests*
"Cinderella..?"
Wilbur looked at Enzo, who was currently holding his glass of wine in his hand, which was almost empty now.
"It is getting a little late, are you really sure we should be drinking so much alcohol?" He inquired, glancing over at the clock on the wall.
"Oh, it's nearly 10 already.." He sighed, as if he just realized it.
"Well, the movie sounds fun. I remember watching it as a child.." Wilbur chuckled, "We shall watch Cinderella then."
"it's fine"
*he says a little drunk*
"ok i love cinderella"
*he smiles and lays his head on wilbur chest not thinking*
Wilbur flinched for a second when Enzo laid his head on his chest. He didn't know how to react to the gesture for a couple of seconds, but then he remembered Enzo's current state.
Wilbur sighed, as he glanced at the empty wine glasses on the coffee table beside the sofa, before turning his attention back to Enzo.
"Do you..want a blanket?" He asked softly, glancing down at Enzo's head, which was resting on his chest.
*enzo had already fell asleep he was drunk and tierd*
"Uh, Enzo?..Enzo, dear?" Wilbur spoke softly, glancing down at the sleeping assistant and brushing some of his soft hair away from his face.
Wilbur slowly stood up and took Enzo off and onto his shoulder, the president was quite tall, so it was like carrying a child or a pet.
He walked towards the bedroom and slowly placed Enzo onto the double bed. He looked at Enzo for a moment, debating in his mind what he should do.
