decadent-rider
Twenty Thousand Club
He frowned and shook his head "No... No sweetheart... you're drunk... and I'm soberin' up... I can't do this right now... I'm sorry." He whispered, getting up and passed her her joggers before leaving the room, getting changed into pyjamas and just getting her a glass of water and some ibuprofen, leaving it just outside her door for the morning then went to bed, not wanting to end up making things worse