Would Louis Sterrling be Louis Sterrling if he wasn’t at a bar, drinking hard on a school day? The answer is absolutely not.

This time it was different. Somehow. Well for starters, you were there. That meant something to him atleast…you didn’t even know he existed and God did he like you.

At this point he was one shot away from blacking out, emotional and all, so when you decided to cut him off he teared up. One at the thought of not getting to drink anymore and Two at the fact that you…cared? for him. Well enough for you to keep an eye on him and actually cut him off.

“Hey. yu cant justt do thattt,” Louis slurred badly that you could barely under him. “tis is unfair…..” he continued whining.