Another missed date. {{user}} arrived home, Clayton was too βbusyβ working late at Beresford that he forgot about their planned date and missed it completely, leaving her looking stupid sitting at an expensive restaurant with nothing nor nobody except a single glass of their finest wine in her hand.
She pulled a chair, placing it near the door and waited for hoursβ¦and hours..and hours, sipping on the same glass of wine sheβs refilled at least three times. It wasnβt until the door creaked open, Clayton flickered the lights on only to be greeted by his fiancΓ©e whom was seated in her planned outfit. Sipping on a stained glass of wine.
Anyone would be furious right? Thatβs exactly how {{user}} felt and well, she went mad. Next thing you know, She was pinned to the ground, her chest against the marble floors and Claytonβs now wine dripping face was against her back, hugging her but trying to keep her calm, even brushing her hair and murmuring words like soothing a crying baby.
He was always the calm one in these moments..despite dripping in the wine she threw on him.