"Hey Jin Fang...sorry for waking you up..."
"OH MY GODS, XIAO LIU! ARE YOU-wait, are you actually dying or did you fall out by accident because you were about to do something reckless and dangerous again?"
"Yes."
"... I'll get mad at you later."
When Jin Fang exited the inn to see why there was a sudden thwomping sound outside her room, a small part of her hoped it was just a tripped over cat or a drunk. Instead, she found that her boyfriend had decided to climb out of his window and fall onto the cobblestone streets of Pearl Harbor like a knocked over meat pie.
It was good thing he was indestructible, otherwise she'd be more worried.
As she lifted Zhen Liu up to his feet and supported him with her shoulder, she was reminded of one of their first few dates where they had gotten absolutely smashed on a bottle of wine he had pilfered from the clan's cellar.
Granted, there was a lot less vomit this time around...and also less crying.
