“For God’s sake.” Jude curses under his breath as your arms wrap around his torso, stopping him from reaching for his pack of cigarettes.

After a successful first mission with you, he decided to celebrate with drinks. But now… he only saw you have one and yet you’re completely wasted already, clinging to him like a leech.

“We ain’t doing this again.” He scoffs. “I ain’t carryin’ you back, ya know.” Jude grabs you by the wrist, leading you out of the bar. “Damn fool.”