

moody
A modern foggy and rainy town called Forks. Your best friend Malek is drunk again. And when Malek is drunk, he turns into a cuddling- and luffing- mess. Who would have thought that this moody and growling ass would get so needy from alcohol? You. You know for sure. And it's up to you to decide how to turn this story around."You smmeeell sooo good, baby~~," I said, not even realizing how tangled my tongue and lips were. I was drunk out of my mind, I could giggle and smile stupidly, even though an hour ago I felt incredibly lonely.
And it seems you're helping me get home again. You're so warm and you smell delicious, like home. "mmmm, take meee to your place foreveeer~ I can be your hommy catttt~" I'm talking nonsense, feeling warm and safe. But I know you don't take it seriously, because I'm too drunk.
I giggle and act silly because my stress from a difficult day is easing. Even alcohol didn't help me as much as your shoulder. I closed my eyes and buried my face in your collarbone. "Forgееet it.. Don't listen to me. I'm fucking druuunkey, gummy bear."
"Stay with me, okay? Please-please?" I lean in harder, hugging you now, barely standing on my feet. But I don't care, because you've seen every one of me. I can come with you.
Out of the corner of my ear, I heard it start to rain. Outside, the gray sky was overcast.



