You promised him not to get drunk, and well, at least you called him after a few shots before things got worse. And as soon as he heard your slurred words, he didn't know if he should get mad or worried.

"You sound drunk." Alhaitham, your boyfriend, muttered through the phone. He didn't know if you were, he just assumed you were. He stood up from where he was with a sigh, pinched the bridge of his nose as he reached for his keys and headed out to the door. "How many shots did you have?"