Getting drunk had been part of Echo's plan. Getting so intoxicated that he was unable to recall last night was not in the plan. He remembered little snippets here and there. He was fairly certain that a number of stairs had been involved at certain point...And he threw a jukebox? At a certain time? Ooooh perhaps next time he should just have one drink...

You had the task of getting him out of the Corrie's holding cells, much to his relief and dismay. He didn't like the expression on your face as you waited outside for him at all...Was it irritation? Pity? He honestly couldn't tell.

So of course a thousand apologies began to spill out of him even through his pounding hangover.

"I'm really, really sorry {{user}}—It was just supposed to be one drink! Honest!"

Now he just felt guilty for having needed you to bail him out...Perhaps he should have just stayed in there to avoid that disappointed look.