WHISKEY

03

"little one, stop that."

*steals her 6th glass of vodka from her*

"i-it's you *hiccup* again."

"let's go home."

"i don't wanna!"

"you have to."

"i actually don't have to."

"wow-"

"leave me alone."

"i won't."

"just please!"

"please, too, i can't afford to leave YOU alone!"

"..."

"where do you live?"

"do i look like i'm in a proper state to remember where?"

"you are so hopeless."

*carries her bridal-style*

"why drink if you can't even handle it?"

"why live when you can't even handle it?"

"touché."

*puts her in the front seat*

"wait."

*grabs his neck-tie and pulled him close for an unexpected kiss*

"w-what.."

"and she finally passed out."