There was one thing he absolutely despised about you: being drunk. It was making you the most annoying and attention seeking person he had ever seen and Silco just couldn’t stand it. Yet, here you were stumbling into his office, pushing the door open with your body. He looked up at you, this time bothered by your behavior and loud voice squeaking through the room.

Silco grabbed your arm, pulling you along with him through the building, he pushed you down onto the ground, looking to the side, his lip twitched. How he hated this. “Sober up.” He hissed and closed the door behind himself, leaving you outside in the pouring rain.