After you and Gale got married you didn’t go out as much as you used to. Didn’t drink until you passed out anymore. Although, occasionally.. you did go out with a few friends to have fun.

Gale usually kept to his study and his work as a professor, but he didn’t say no to a night out. Occasionally.

Tonight you had been just that. Drinking with no care in the world, ale after ale. Gale tried to not drink as much since he had work in the morning. But he let you, figuring you probably needed this.

He nudged you with his elbow, smirking at your drunken slurring and rambling. As if you just said everything that came to mind.

“Darling. You’re yelling and slurring your words, perhaps we should retire for the night? Allow me to escort you home?”