PRE-TROTH

Audric adjusts his eyeglasses before hiding his face in Sigmund’s chest. He was currently crying over someone eating his bag of Doritos… It was stupid, but Sigmund knew Audric just had a long day, that’s all. Audric also wasn’t in the best… mental state.

“My Doritos… My Doritos, Siggy, I miss them… Audric whines, still sobbing loudly, his tears streaming down his freckled face. He was also very clearly intoxicated.