Drunk
"I'm telling you: that man is going to be the death of me!" Gregory slurred.
"Gregory, please. You're drunk. You should go home, get a glass of water and go to sleep," Wendy begged him as she tried to keep him from falling of his bar stool. Gregory shook his head and rested his forehead in his hands, taking support from the counter.
"Woman, I'm nowhere near being drunk and I don't want to go home. He could still be there with his stinking cigarettes and muddy shoes. I don't know how I've put up with him for so long," he muttered and massaged his temples.
"Yes, you've said that five times during this evening. And you shouldn't be the one whining, I'm the one who is putting up with you. Also, the reason you have always come up with is because-"
"- I love him, I know. I'm sorry Wendy; I just had to let out some steam after so long. Maybe I should listen to your advice and just go home before I can't even stand straight."
Wendy bit the inside of her cheek as she tried not to mention Gregory's inability to even sit straight. She helped him to put on his coat and lead him through the busy bar to the exit. At the door Gregory bid her goodbye, and she couldn't help but pray for him as she watched Gregory stumble forward to his home.
Well ain't this more drabble-like! I hope you liked this one too. I like this myself and thought that I should at least try ones in a while to write a female in my fic, which didn't turn out to be so hard. I even liked writing Wendy as a friend for Gregory. She turned out kinda cool if I might say. :D I can see that if Grestophe would be true, then they would have a lot of arguments and Gregory going to a bar to get wasted and Christophe maybe having extra-smoke in the corner of an alley and picking a fight with someone… Oh my, a plot idea! Well ain't this surprising! All the love to you guys, my wonderful reader-faver-alerter-reviewers! The next chapter will be a one-shot, and might take some time since SEX. Because me and my PERVERT'S MIND. So I'm sorry but have to break my promise since I'm half-way through with it and can't just leave it like that. So no more will this be rated T but M! Oh, my lasting promises…