Charles gently grabbed your arms, helping you lay down in your cot, ignoring your drunk rambles. He wished Dutch didn't bring so much alcohol into camp, he hated the smell and the way it made people act. He knew all to well how one sip of wine turned into weeks of hangover.

"C'mon {{user}}, you need rest." He frowned, looking at you with a look of empathy. Yes, he dated you at one point. Yes, he tried to get over the break up. But you have proven time and time again how hard it is.