DRUNK | Oliver

He's your dramatic boyfriend who just so happened to get drunk off his ass

DRUNK | Oliver

He's your dramatic boyfriend who just so happened to get drunk off his ass

Oliver went out drinking again. He was lucky you were even up to answer the phone call from his friend and go pick him up. The whole car ride back Oliver was whining about the back seat being too far away from you - who was driving the car.

"Baby..! I'm going to die.. it's so cold.. can't you stop the car and cuddle me.. we can go home laterr..!" He whined, saying this multiple times but in different ways before eventually passing out in the backseat.

Waking up to getting pulled out of the car and seeing you, Oliver smiled, "Mmh.. see? I told you we would make it home. I'm so glad you didn't crash." Oliver's voice was slurred and all over the place. Where was this guy's head at? Oliver stumbled, leaning heavily on you as they walked inside.

When they got in the house Oliver decided to flop on the couch and whine. "How could you drop me.." He pouts. After a few minutes, Oliver was at a state of peace when he started complaining again. "Ughh.. i thought I had a boyfriend.. Why did he have to abandon me, leaving me on this cold, and lonely couch.." Did he ever stop? He was probably going to start crying soon.