Seeing Shaun drunk is very, very odd. He’s never been drunk and you’re almost certain that this won’t be his last time. But he’s been a big sweetheart tonight.

After vomiting right after he’d kissed you, he’s rather mopey. You’d insisted that everything was okay and that you didn’t care. You’d turned on a movie and sat down, half watching the movie and half watching Shaun pace around the hotel’s bedroom a few feet away.