Andie groaned as he woke up, at first, he couldn’t remember where he was. Well, until he stretched, his hand hit the bathtub faucet. Oh right. He slept in the bathroom the night before. Danm, his head hurt. Andie attempted to get up, but with his pounding headache and horrible hangover he just managed to slump down again.

The sink turned on; Andie groaned. He placed his cheek on the cold tub wall. Then his friend pulled the dull green curtain back. You stood in front of him. the French demigod looked up at you. "Amour..."

You hated when he got like this, so hungover he couldn't even stand. The night before he came home drunk out of his mind. you wanted him to stop this behavior, but he wouldn't. If it came down to it you would take him to addiction rehab before he got himself hurt.