warnette imagines

drunk

Requested by extrar419 & smmlbxx

(ELLA'S POV)

I can't handle this stress anymore. I have a million things to do right now and since I'm a moron who doesn't do what I'm supposed when I have a million things to do right now, I will sit here and list. It is currently 1pm and all I have to do today is write 6 essays about fucking global warming(global warming is depressing) and I also need to investigate 2 cases that I have been trying to solve for 2 years. I honestly don't even know what my job is at this point. I just work on whatever Nouria gives me to work on which is not in one category therefor I can never know what to say when somebody asks what my job is.

And, of course, because I'm a moron who doesn't do what I'm supposed when I have a million things to do right now, do you know what I'm going to do right now? I'm gonna sit here and cry about it. Aaron isn't going to be home for 2 hours so I'm just going to sit down and cry(feel free to join her).

I turn to my right and see the alcohol cabinet. Aaron doesn't drink and I'm not really a party person so this cabinet has been untouched since it has been stocked, covered in dust. I walk over to it and grab a bottle of beer. This is a bad idea. But I just want to relax for once. I pop the lid off and pour it in a glass. I drink it. I just lay down on the couch and cry about my stress instead of being a civil person and actually fucking working(i've never drank so idrk what 2 write to describe how she's feeling so i js won't :)).

Why am I such a lazy person. God, Juliette get it together and write your damn essays. But I just can't help but pour myself another glass. I close the bottle of beer and place it in the cabinet and put the glass into the sink. I walk into my bathroom and just stare at the mirror, and I just cry, mascara running down my eyes. I don't want to do this. Nouria can't really think that I'll be able to finish all of that in one day. But I don't want to not finish or or finish it late, because then she would think bad of me and I might not get a promotion and I don't want Aaron to be the only one making money and feeding us. I want to help. She knows I get panic attacks when I'm stressed. I don't know why she gave me so much work.

I hear the down slowly open and Aaron coming in and sitting next to me on the cold bathroom floor. He doesn't speak. He already knows. I lead head on his shoulder and he kisses the top of my head. "I know you're stressed, but just hear me out" he says. I listen. "I spoke to Nouria about it. I just asked her why so much work was put on you with such little time. She was confused. I explained everything to her and she told me that maybe the worker who emailed you misunderstood her. The 6 essays were not meant for you to write, they were supposed to be split evenly among 3 workers. And the deadline for the 2 cases is not today, there is no deadline. She just wanted you to work on them before you work on anything else(honestly how tf do you mess up that bad)" he tells me. 

"How do you mishear somebody that bad" I say, laughing. He laughs with me too. He stands up and pulls me up with him. "Are you drunk?" he asks. "Maybe" I tell him, scared he would get mad. "I'm not mad. I just want to know how many drinks you had. I don't want you getting sick" he says with an understanding smile. "Just 2" I tell him. He nods. 

He takes off my mascara for me and pours me glass of water while I brush my teeth and change into my pajama's. I don't like wearing too many clothes to bed. It makes it hard for me to move and I sometimes panic when I'm not able to move, even if I don't want to move(getting taped to a chair is the scariest thing ever). I'm wearing a tank top and shorts. When I come out of the bathroom the glass of water is on my bedside table and he is already in bed, reading a book. He too doesn't like wearing clothes to bed. He's in nothing but pajama pants.

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honestly idk how to end these parts also tysm extrar419 & smmlbxx 4 requesting this also idk if u meant 4 this request 2 b angst but that was the first thing that came 2 my mind n only realized that the request could be different like midway. if u hv any requests js comment them and i might do them based on if the request is shitty or not:) anyways by my lil shits