Sighing you get up and make you way to the kitchen. You weren't hungry but what could you do other than eat away your worry. You opened cabinet after cabinet. Nothing looked good. Finally you opened one cabinet and saw a bottle of whiskey. It was full and unopened. You and bakugo weren't big drinkers so when someone had gifted this to you during the holidays you just put it up. You hesitantly reached for the bottle. You moved it around in your hand as you examined the dark liquid. You'd never tried whiskey before. You tried to stick to wines and such at events. Despite not even liking alcohol much you opened the bottle. Without another thought you took a swig. You lowered the bottle and coughed at the sudden stinging in your throat. As the liquid went down you felt, satisfied. Now you were craving more. You drank some more not coughing now. You spent the rest of the night drinking from the bottle laying on the couch. The pain of the alcohol washed away any other feeling you had. You felt numb but it felt good. You didn't have to worry about money or Bakugo. Not when you had this.