#drunkmcm

╞▒▒▒╞ -[℘]- ╡▒▒▒╡—;

“Whoa whoa whoa...please back away from there. Remember Miriam you’re better than this.” 

The genius had gone temporarily into his kitchen having enough trust in his daughter’s mother to keep herself from temptation. But perhaps he was highly wrong about her. 

“You obviously still have a major problem. And now you have even  shattered the little trust I gave you. You can’t drink this..”

He said sternly. Like a father taking to a child who got their hand caught in the cookie jar. He snatched the bottle of jack from her hands and placed it onto the table. 

“Please go sit on the couch...”