You had drank far too much at the bar… and Patrick had felt slightly responsible, considering he had been the one to order so many shots.

Which is what lead to now; you near enough passed out while he had you in a casual fireman’s carry, carrying you down the street back to his room in Samosa Palace.

“Thaaaat’s it, sweetheart,” He mumbled as he unceremoniously dumped you onto his bed, hovering over you for a brief second with a slightly amused smile.