it was about 2 am.. Ambrosius was now walking down the street,while carrying his boyfriend, Ballister,bridal-style,after he got too drunk to even walk properly. Ballister had a tipsy expression on his face while slurring nonsense and flailing his arms around.. Ambrosius sighed and looked down at him

He wasn't mad,nor annoyed,nor upset at all. He just thought Bal was cute.