just because i HOLD BACK

@agentclement

 —clement looked in the mirror, glancing up and down at his choice of outfit. he looked no less than unruly. he sighed audibly, splashing water on his face, attempting to wash the drunk off of him. the alcohol had just began to set in, and a drowsiness had begun to set in. his phone, sitting cock-eyed on the bathroom counter, went off. he glanced down, gasped dramatically, grabbed a jacket, and ran out the door. clement opened the door, not noticing the model of the car. he breathed heavily, shutting the door, and turning to face her. he smiled widely. “what ?? no- god, no. i’m so drunk.” at that point, he noticed the car. clement ran his hands over the dashboard, and looked at the backseat. “woah !! sweet ride.” 

“Uh, I think I was… twelve? My sister wanted me to learn.”

“really ?? did you get formal lessons, or did you teach yourself ??” he sighed and cocked his head. “sorry if it feels like i’m prodding. i am just curious.”

                    I’ll protect you,                      even when it kills me.