love me in whatever way

◦ — ❛ 「 based. 」

          ‘ you can’t keep showing up to these events plastered . ’ isaiah’s blood ran hot through his veins, though you’d never know from the apathetic stare blanketing his face. he ever so subtely checked the leather watch strapped just a tad too tight on his wrist, confirming what he already knew – she was late, again, by the better part of an hour. ‘ better late than never isn’t always true, you know. especially when you reek of cheap alcohol. ’ he lectured, voice just above a whisper as he greeted guests with the tightest of smiles, the kind that never reached his eyes. his father had stressed how important it was that the gala at the hotel tonight ran smoothly, what with it being isaiah’s first official event as ( the wyatt’s ) new hotelier. and as if that wasn’t proving to be difficult enough, he now had his destructive mess of a wife to babysit.