I had a great time, thank you, Albert.
It was nothing.
Sarah had drank so much wine which got her drunk. Albert had to carry her to the car when they were leaving and carry her out of the car when they got to her house.
Ta-hic-ke me to hic my room.
Uhm...alright. He walked up the stairs easily, she was light like a feather. She looked so peaceful.
Now that she wasn't talking Albert took in her details, from her gold-like hair to her delicate pale-looking lip. The wine glass had taken all the color from her lips all that was left were little red paints. She looks beautiful like snow. Thinking about how she looked got Albert hard, disapproval was written on his face. How could he take advantage of a woman when she's intoxicated? He gently put her in bed. It was really difficult to remove her dress but he did it, he covered her with the bed sheets when he was about to leave she held his suit pants.
Whe–She was going to throw up so Albert ran to her bathroom and got her a bucket, he held her hair up.
Thank you. She used her hand to clean the essence from her mouth
Disgusting! She looked up at him with lazy eyes, she didn't care how she presented herself now.
Just take, he poured her a glass. She drank it which shocked Albert.
The fu**, it wasn't for you to drink but to wash your mouth with, Albert shuddered.
Why are you even drunk the wine only had a few percent alcohol.
Uhm...I poured in some whiskey from my hip flask–hic.
You what! Albert's jaw dropped. Just have your bath, I'll be leaving.
But it's too late, you won't be able to find a cab. Just stay. Albert pulled out his phone and saw it was past ten.
I guess I'll have to stay.
Yay, she got out of bed abruptly which made her vomit, Albert moved away quickly before it could touch him. She looked at him sorry.
I–I didn't do it on purpose.
It's alright, let's just get you cleaned up. He felt nauseous just by looking at the vomit, he directed her to get off the bed and she did.
They were in the bathroom now, and Sarah was feeling uncomfortable in her underwear.
Can you help unhook my bra?
Sure, he unhooked her bra and her boobs poured out. She sighed in relief.
If bras are so uncomfortable why do you guys still wear them? Sarah looked at him confused.
Are you asking why we wear bras? Albert just nodded. Well, we wear them so our boobs won't sag and I have big boobs so if I don't wear a bra it feels like I'm carrying heaven. Does that answer your question? She had a mocking look on her face. She was shocked at the question because this was the first time she was asked.
Heaven, that's a nice way to put it. Once you're sober and not smelling like barf, I would like to feel "heaven", he laughed under his breaths. Sarah was not bothered, she got into the shower while Albert took a bucket, and filled it with water, added some soap to it before going back to her bedroom. Looking at the vomit he couldn't help but make barfing gestures.
Need to take this off first, he removed the suit blazers before squatting down and looking at the vomit. He looked around for the gloves he thought he had carried.
I thought I brought it along. He stood up and went back into the bathroom, where he saw the gloves on the sink. He looked at Sarah, she looked radiant no matter what, her skin was flawless, which made him wonder why. He took the gloves and went back to clean the vomit.
Sarah was done now, she came out naked with water dripping from her head to her toes, Albert who was focused on cleaning didn't notice till he had wiped the floor clean. He raised his head and screamed when he saw Sarah dripping with water.
The fuck, you look like you'd eat my soul. He saw a towel on the couch and picked it up, he went to Sarah and covered her with the towel. He then went to the bathroom and took two more towels.
What's wrong? You're never this quiet are you still feeling drunk, not sober yet? She didn't say anything, she just kept standing still while he dried her up, he just looked at her but kept quiet, he didn't understand what was wrong but he knew he just had to let her be for a while. He went into her closet and picked the first nightwear he saw.
Do you like this? She still kept mute.
Uhm...you'll wear this I guess. He had to dress her up and change the bed sheets before putting her in bed then gave her some medication he found in the first aid which would help her with the hangover she'd feel when she woke up.
He was genuinely concerned but he couldn't force her to tell him what was wrong he just had to patiently wait till she was ready. He slept on the couch, he didn't know why even though she created space he could stay in, he just felt it was right to stay on the couch for now.
Nigho on the other hand anticipated his arrival but he didn't show up. When her alarm rang she knew it was the middle of the night and she had to get some sleep. She didn't know why she waited up for him but she was furious that he didn't come home. Where the fuck would he be at? She wondered. She went to bed but kept rolling, she couldn't close her eyes her thoughts kept wondering about Albert not being here.
Why the fuck am I thinking about him?
Arrrggghhh!
She picked up her phone, opened TikTok, and watched till she fell asleep which was around eight minutes after four a.m. She didn't even turn off her phone and it fell on the floor with the way she kept turning.