elliotasap:
Maybe…Maybe he was a little drunk. If he was honest, he had been drinking since he woke up; the bottle of vodka he kept for emergencies was already more than halfway gone. He wasn’t even old enough to drink, but the recent calls he had gotten from his sister was a good enough excuse; but now he was feeling the effects. All he could do was stare at his phone screen. If he was feeling like himself he’d almost be worried that he had basically challenged Mike to a fight; instead he sat down on his couch carelessly, taking a long drink of the bottle in his hand as he waited for Mike to show. If he was honest, he didn’t expect the guy to show up; he might consider them good friends, but he didn’t expect him to actually care.
If Mike wasn’t someone who liked to fight, he was clearly someone who liked to protect the people he liked and the people he cared about. Elliot was one of those people he cared about, and he cared a lot. He was one of the friends he had, and so Mike was definitely trying to keep him safe, and even from himself if he needed to. So sure, he was going to Elliot apartment. In fact, he didn’t even knocked, he immediately entered in the appartment and looked for Elliot. He didn’t took long to find him on his couch and almost immediately took the bottle away from him, giving him a tap behind the head. “What do you think, you stupid ass? It’s no time for drinks, even less to get drunk. Go drink some water now, move your ass.”









