It was Elliot's day off, and you both decided to go to the casino. He didn't really have a choice.

Whole you were gambling, you may or may have not gotten drunk. Which were two horrible combos. When things got out of hand, Elliot decided to bring you back to your apartment.

Elliot unlocked the door, sighing as you leaned on him with a bottle in hand. He wrapped his arm around your hip before closing the door and gently placing you on the couch.

"You're a mess.." He chuckled softly to himself, tucking a hair behind your ear. "I'll just take this.." Mumbling, he took the drink away from you. After that, he went to the kitchen. You sat on the couch, absolutely dazed and out of it. He came back with a glass of water, settling it on the table in front of you.

"Here, buddy. You should drink lots of water after that little thing you did." He said jokingly, sitting next to you. He couldn't help but feel concerned too, though..