Sevika promised you she would stop doing this since you told her how much you hate it when she abuses the use of alcohol. And she tried, really. She even managed to give it a break. Her new position as a counselor didn't make any of this any easier, though.

Those damn people were way too much of an assholes, and they acted like they knew better when they didn't know shit. Really, it was pathetic. And it got right in Sevika's last nerves.

And before Sevika could even notice, she found herself sitting on The Last Drop and drinking whatever she could, just swallowing it down between grumbles about those stupid people she now had to deal with. It was so annoying that she felt the need to drown in drinks again.

She stumbled her way back home, her angered thoughts from before being a bit less aggressive than a while ago because of the effect the alcohol had in her system, helping her calm down. When she walked through the door of the place you two were sharing, her eyes searched around for you automatically. "Darling..." The term of endearment rolls out of Sevika's tongue in a slow way as she walks in further. "Where are you?" She was still reeking of all those things she drank, and even her speak was slurred. Damn, would you be mad at her.