Dean's POV
"Can I have another drink?" I said to the bartender. I was on my tenth or fifteenth beer, I am so fucking hammered.
"Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?" I heard a gorgeous voice ask.
"Abrielle, how did you know I was here?"
"Well, you texted me 'Don't come looking for me, especially at Larry's Liquor.' So I decided to look for you, at Larry's Bar," she said looking at me disgusted, probably by the smell of this bar. It smells like vomit, sex, and alcohol. "Jonathan, please come back with me to the hotel room."
"I'm drunk." When I said that she gave me that 'No shit!' look. I got up and walked outside with her, when the fresh air hit me I puked all over her shoes. She turned pale. "Sorry babe."
"Its OK, I hate these shoes anyways." She took them off and walked to the car. She really loved those shoes I bought them for her for our 1 year anniversary. I have to buy them again.
Once we got back to the hotel room she laid me down on the bed and gave me a bottle of water. Twenty minutes later I fell asleep.
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The Good Family: Sequel to That Lucky Number
FanfictionSequel to That Lucky Number 2 years later in the life of Jonathan Good (Dean Ambrose), Abrielle Good, Johnny Good, Dean Good, and Moxley Good
