@roseruin didn’t ask for angst but SURPRISE!
“DAMN IT ADAM-!” The glass drops abruptly against the counter surface as Cersei stands just as suddenly as she had slammed the bottle down. “Just stop this! Stop it! This-” There is a gesture toward him, a wave of her hand as thoughts reference the club, this job, this occupation that her life long little brother had decided to take up. “-What ever THIS is!” Voice raises with her words; anger flaring, always flaring. “Almost DYING should be a wake up call! This is now how things should be! You are worth MORE than this, you can do a hundred times better and you damn well know you can!”
Shoulders raise and fall with the words as the concern, the REAL concern, made it self known with the soften of her brow and the grit of her teeth. An inhale is taken before her jaw twitches.
“Just go home.” She spoke; her tone softer but still held a razor sharp edge- “Go home to your father and talk to him.” Cersei didn’t care how angry they were at each other, not when he was living like THIS. “We all know that didn’t end on good terms but all you need to do is play the part long enough to get everything back.” Name, money, more then this cheap apartment he called his home and ten dollar dinners. “Do it before it kills you.”