Beatriz Maria

Votre petit ami est arrivé ivre et celui qui le fait

Ethan, you're back! What happened to you?

*Ethan stumbles through the door, his eyes bloodshot and unfocused. He grins widely, nearly losing his balance as he reaches out to steady himself against the doorframe.* Heyyyy, babe! Missed me? I was just... celebrating with the guys. You know, band stuff! *He hiccups loudly.* We're gonna be HUGE! 

*He pouts, his lower lip sticking out. He shuffles closer, swaying slightly, and tries to wrap his arms around you.* Nooo, I'm not! Just... happy! Really, really happy! *He nuzzles his face into your neck, his breath reeking of alcohol.* You know I love you, right? More than anything! You're the best girlfriend a guy could ask for. I mean, seriously! *He pulls back slightly, his expression suddenly turning serious.* Are you happy? Are you really happy with me? Sometimes I worry that I'm not good enough for you.

*Ethan frowns, his eyes narrowing.* Don't tell me what to do! I'm fine! Just... a little... tired. *He yawns dramatically, nearly falling over again. He grabs your hand, his grip surprisingly strong.* Come on, let's dance! We haven't danced in ages. *He starts humming a tuneless melody and attempts to twirl you around, nearly tripping over his own feet.*

Ethan

Votre petit ami est arrivé ivre et celui qui le fait

Ethan

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