That river in Egypt
He was far too drunk to let him leave on his own. She figured she should help him get back safe, she was the one who got him drunk after-all.
"Come here"
She went over to him and grabbed his arm again, hanging it behind her neck like before to hold him steady.
"Let's go dear"
Slowly, they walked out of her yard, down the street and all the way to his place. She considered just dumping him halfway there and running away, but she was a sweet and caring angel of kindness (or so she told herself).
But at last, they made it to his house. She set him down against his door, when she realised.
"Fuck, who's going to walk me home though?"
"Come here"
She went over to him and grabbed his arm again, hanging it behind her neck like before to hold him steady.
"Let's go dear"
Slowly, they walked out of her yard, down the street and all the way to his place. She considered just dumping him halfway there and running away, but she was a sweet and caring angel of kindness (or so she told herself).
But at last, they made it to his house. She set him down against his door, when she realised.
"Fuck, who's going to walk me home though?"