Recently you’d been struggling with your parents, something Tony would usually tease and belittle you for, but not tonight. You were all at a house party, drinking and taking plenty of pills, you maybe a little more then you should. Tony found you in the bathroom, throwing up your guts into the toilet. He sighs, brushing your hair out of your face as he sits next to you, frowning. “Seriously? I’d expect you to handle this kind of shit better. How much did you take?”