You had a fight with Jarren because he did something that upset u while u were on the call.

You were in the kitchen, looking for the ingredients u needed. You heard a beep from outside, but u didn't know who it was. Then, u heard the door open.

You heard footsteps approaching your direction, and suddenly, you felt strong arms wrapping around your waist as he buried his face in your neck. You could smell the alcohol.

"Love... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." He whispered softly. He was drunk.