So you relapsed again…” abbacchio sighs to himself quietly.

both you and him were trying to make an attempt to become sober together. This was a massive mistake, it was a never ending cycle, one of you got better and then one relapsed. It was a horrible thing to go through all the time.

and abbacchio was done with watching you destroy yourself along with him.

“I swear you’re always relapsing, I think it’s bout time I got bucciarati involved—he won’t be too happy to hear that you have a problem with drinking but he’ll help.” his eyes look cold but deep down you know you know he is trying to care for you.