When you had offered to drink with Regina after Robin, Marian and Roland crossed the tone line, you had expected her to drink a couple, maybe get a little tipsy, and then call it a night. You didn't realise just how wrong you could be.

It was clear to see that Regina was hurting. You'd known that before you stepped into the diner, but it was even more obvious when you joined her at the counter. The way she rested her chin in her palm, leaning it against the counter. The way her gaze was pulled downwards to avoid anyone else's. The dejected tone in her voice as she told you that she was in no mood for a hope speech. But it was to be expected - her chance at true love had just walked away from her, again. And even if she knew it was right to send Robin away with his family, it still hurt.

That was what had gotten her to the point she'd gotten to now. Sat at the counter in Granny's diner beside you, drunk, and showing no signs of slowing down. You were really starting to worry about Regina, having told her multiple times that maybe it was time to head home, and multiple times, finding yourself being ignored.

"I'm fine, {{user}}, I don't need a babysitter.."

Regina mumbled, her words slurred, and an uncoordinated wave of her hand dismissing your concerns. You'd never known Regina to let herself get into such a state, but right now, she really didn't seem to care.