Hank woke up the next morning with a pounding headache and feeling of regret. He felt ashamed for having Sarah see him in his drunken state the previous night, but a small part of him was glad that when he called, she came. He knew it wasn't really fair, she was with Mark, but she still came when he called. He walked out to his kitchen to get a cup of water and some Tylenol when he stopped dead in his tracks and said out loud, "I didn't try to kiss her, did I?" He honestly couldn't remember. He had hoped he hadn't made a total fool of himself. He very much remembered his first kiss with her, even though it was short, and he was pretty sure no matter how drunk he could ever be he would remember kissing her. Slightly relieved, he continued walking into the kitchen. He saw a bottle of asprin on the counter along with a note that said:

Hank, take two of these. I'll be at the studio in the morning.
Bring coffee.
S

Hank was touched by the gesture and did as he was told. As he reread the note he had a second mini panic attack. What time was it anyway? How long had he slept? He quickly glanced at the clock on the stove and it read 10:32am. "Ah crap." Were the only words out of his mouth. Hank was never this late to the studio. He quickly ran back to his room and even though he was late decided to take a quick shower, hoping it would help wake him up.

As he finishing getting ready he was going to send Sarah a text asking her what kind of coffee she wanted. When he grabbed his phone he noticed he had a text. Secretly wishing it was Sarah he opened the text. It simply read, "Hope you're alive. Don't forget my coffee."

Hank smiled and quickly replied, "I'm alive, leaving the house now. What would you like?"
"Whatever holiday special they have…LARGE ;)" Hank was relieve that she was in a playful mood and not upset about the previous night.
"You're not using your phone in the darkroom are you? That would be breaking rule number 1" Hank replied back.
"I know rule #1, however I am breaking rule #2. I brought my own music today."

Hank sighed, but knew that he did owe her one. "Fine, I'll let that one slide, but only for today. Be there soon."

Hank showed up to the studio shortly after 11am. Sarah was working on getting things organized for the weekend.

"Hey, here's your coffee." Hank said as he set the coffees on the desk.

"Thanks" Sarah said as she looked up from the current project she was working on.

Hank was waiting for her to say something about last night, but she seemed pretty occupied. Then he thought maybe he should say something. After a few minutes of standing there Sarah turned around and looked at him… "is there a problem?" She asked. Hank didn't usually stumble over his words and he normally didn't mind speaking his mind. But he was still slightly ashamed and was having a hard time getting words out. "I..look….uh….ok here's the thing, last night, I don't normally do that."

"Ok, then don't do it again." Sarah said a matter of fact as possible and walked over and took her coffee. "Thanks for the coffee, you look like crap by the way."

Hank just laughed a bit and said, "Yeah I know. Alcohol has that effect on me."

As Sarah started walking away, Hank asked, "so did you get a chance to talk to Mark? Can you come this weekend."

"Well I was getting ready to ask him when some bumbling idiot called me, so no" Sarah said.

"What kind of jerk would do that?" Hank jokingly asked.

The day carried on like normal for a bit and they two discussed ideas for the trade show and how they would set up the booth. Around 1:30 the front doors opened, Hank didn't pay much attention to the person until he heard the voice.

"Hey Sarah"

"Hi Mark, what are you doing here?"

When Hank heard this he snapped to attention.

"Can't I come by and say hi to my beautiful fiancée?" Mark flashed his charming smile and came over and gave Sarah a big hug.

Hank was trying his best not to show his jealousy.

"Well of course, but shouldn't you be at school?" Sarah seemed a little confused.

"The students had a half day. So I thought I would stop by and see if you could take a break and we could go get a cup of coffee. I'm sure you're tired."

Hank knew that last bit was directed at him. He glanced at Mark, who was staring at him.

"That's nice of you to ask, but Hank and I are in the middle of things."

"Well I'm sure your boss wouldn't mind if you took a break, would you Hank?"

Hank knew he could play the 'jerk boss card' and keep Sarah here. But after what she did for him last night he owed her. Plus maybe if he was nice now, she would come with him this weekend.

Hank pretended to be busy and didn't bother looking up from his desk. "That's fine, go ahead."

"Thanks Hank" Mark said rather sarcastically. And with that he took Sarah's hand and started to walk towards the door.

Sarah stopped, not quite believe Hank. "Hank, are you sure?" He wasn't sure but he thought maybe there was part of Sarah that didn't want to go. He looked up from his desk and said, "it's fine, just be back in 30 minutes."

"Oh, ok, thanks."

And with that the Mark and Sarah were out the door. Hank looked at his watch; it read 1:38pm. Ok, Hank thought to himself, 30 minutes. He set the timer on his phone. This was going to be a long 30 minutes.

I'm sorry for any grammar mistakes in this. I wanted to get it done asap! Thought or comments are always welcome! Hope everyone had a nice Christmas!