"Val, pass me the bottle." You demanded, sticking out your hand. She lazily passed the bottle of liquor over, you having to grab it before it slipped from her grasp. You took a small swig, grunting at how strong it was.
"Ayeee," she called out in a whiny tone, obviously not liking you drinking her alcohol. You rolled your eyes, before putting it straight into the bin. She needed to stop.
When you turned back around, she had another bottle. How?! You sighed quite loudly, but she seemed to have ignored you. She continued to take sloppy and uneven swigs, ignoring your persistent demands. Guess she learned better from the last time she handed over the bottle. You, becoming sick of her excessive drinking, walked into her direct line of sight. Her eyes didn't move. It was as if she was looking through you, rather than at your face.
"Valkyrie." You said.
No answer. "VALkyrie."
No answer again.
You snatched the bottle from her hand and threw it away, ignoring the large crash that sounded once it landed. Neither of you flinched. You crouched in front of her, resting your hands on her legs. "Look at me, Val. Look at me," You instructed. Her eyes slowly came to you. "You need to stop."
She looked at you solemnly, picking at the nails on her fingers. "Please." You whispered, not breaking eye contact.
A tear fell from her face as you pulled her roughly into your arms.
"I- I-...." She sobbed into you, mumbling incoherent words into your shoulder.
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