1991

You and Sebastian had an interesting relationship with one another. From an outsiders point of view it would be deemed as interesting or weird but as how the both of you would see it things were normal. Overall things actually were normal, the he was just possessive over you and you were just possessive over him. He never liked the dudes that would sometimes flirt with you when the two of you would go to the clubs and you would never like different girls coming up to him kissing him on the cheek and stuff like that in front of you. It wasn’t just how things were between you and him.

One night you and him went out to the bar together. Sebastian being Sebastian was out having a good time drinking, you wanted him to slow up on his drinking because he was on his third round of Jack Daniel’s. He didn’t listen, he believed in living life to the fullest and the goal was to drink til he couldn’t remember the night. You didn’t know why he was like that, it was just his idea of having fun. By now he was drunk and when he was drunk he always just said whatever came to mind, whether ot was nonsense or just whatever.

You two were sitting at a booth together while he drunk out of his mind. You sat beside him trying to calm him down from his drunken state. He called the waiter over to order another drink, by this point you completely lost track of how much he had ordered since he kept calling the waiter over obnoxiously. When the waiter came back over to bring Sebastian another drink, you apologized to the waiter for how Sebastian was acting tonight. The waiter told you that it was okay and gave you the slight wink. When Sebastian noticed this he took another swig out of his bottle of liquor and felt himself get angrier as he turned his body direction to the waiter.

Sebastian: You flirtin’ with my girl?

Out of instinct, you grabbed his arm stopping him from doing anything stupid. When he was drunk he could get on the violent and unpredictable side. You knew this about him, thats why you didn’t want him to get as drunk as he was getting. He was easier to deal with sober, but drunk he was extra possessive. The waiter just stood there, he didn’t think that the wink would go noticed but it did.