decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
Carmen came back in with a couple snacks for him, moving to sit on the couch in the room, just resting her head back and yawning some. “Wake me if you need me okay?” She mumbled, drifting off quickly.
“You know… it was carmen that reached out to me to ask how you were when she was coming home… I know she told you otherwise but truth is she’d heard it around that your drinking was getting bad and even after everything you two went through… she was worried about you.” She told him quietly.
He nodded tiredly and curled up to her, burying his face into her shoulder. “He’s fine. I’m not.” He coughed a little and just held on tight. “Mmm I love you.” He murmured.
“You know… it was carmen that reached out to me to ask how you were when she was coming home… I know she told you otherwise but truth is she’d heard it around that your drinking was getting bad and even after everything you two went through… she was worried about you.” She told him quietly.
He nodded tiredly and curled up to her, burying his face into her shoulder. “He’s fine. I’m not.” He coughed a little and just held on tight. “Mmm I love you.” He murmured.