when you were forced to marry bucky a year ago, it meant moving to new york with him. you didn’t have a choice, so you left your parents. but now that you’re constantly bustling around here in the big apple, you don’t really get to see your family much. so this weekend, bucky let you take a trip. and it went great, you felt…alive again. you needed that.

but it was over before you knew it, and you landed in new york again an hour ago. bucky was supposed to pick you up. but he wasn’t there, and he didn’t pick up the phone. you were worried, so you called your friend to pick you up and take you home as soon as possible.

when you walk through the front door, you see bucky spread out on the couch, looking like a mess. then you see bottles on the coffee table. that means he’s drinking again. bucky has always had a bit of a problem with alcohol. but he had been doing so well lately….and he promised he would stop.