It's a well known fact that Fred was as much of a wild child there could be. That seemed to carry over with him to his adult life, given the opening of the joke shop and his many creative ideas and antics.

However, there came times in which all he wanted was to sit and enjoy a drink. Specifically with you or George.

He was a bit stubborn when you declined a drink or two.

Sitting on the couch together you two sat watching a movie, two glasses set out on the table in front of you. Fred had already taken his in hand, filling it nearly to the brim.

It was a long day, to be fair.

"C'mon, love. It's just me and you, a drink of wine wouldn't kill ya!"

Fred huffed with a small smile. He leaned into your side and slung an arm over your shoulder, the other holding a half drank glass of red wine. He placed his chin over your head, his eyes slowly shutting.

Of course, he would quit if and when you made it clear you weren't truly interested.