Toby jogged down the street and saw an old "friend" of his; the local pub. He sighed softly, walked over and went in. He walked up to the counter and sat down on a stool, then he got his phone out and saw that he had a text from Jenna, saying she needed to talk to him. He ignored it and looked up at the bartender who was drying off a beer mug, Toby couldn't help but think how typical that was and he chuckled.
The bartender looked up at him and smiled. "Can I get you anything?"
"Uh, yeah. I'll take a scotch, on the rocks please."
"Of course."
Toby had an uneasy feeling in his stomach when he took the drink of the strong alcohol. It had been a few months since he last had a drink. He threw the feeling aside and asked for another one.
Justine pulled up to Toby's house and sighed nervously. She saw his car in the driveway and guessed he was home. She parked her car and turned it off. She took a deep breath then got out. She walked as slow as she possibly could to his front door and bit her lip. She rung the door bell and waited. And waited, and waited. She furrowed her brows and run the bell again. When she had been standing there for five minutes without an answer she looked at the time.
Realization struck and she nodded, he must be on his morning jog. She decided to wait for him, so she sat down on his porch step and leaned back against the house. She closed her eyes after a while and drifted off to sleep.
Toby was passed out on the pub floor shortly after he finished his twenty-third drink. He was wasted beyond belief. The bartender took his phone from his pocket and looked at his contact list. He found the one titled; "Pretty Eyes " and called it, figuring it was his girlfriend. A young lady answered, sounding like she just woke up, and the bartender wondered what kind of people this guy hung out with.
"Yes, I have a young man here at the Hole in the Wall, he's passed out on the floor. I would like you to come pick him up."
"Uhm, who is the guy?" the girl said from the other line.
"I believe his name is Toby, and he has a green shirt on that says Tobuscus?"
"Oh God," the girl said, sounding concerned. "I'll be there soon."
The line went dead and the bar tender put the phone back in Toby's pocket. He drug Toby over to a booth and lifted him into the seat. HE sighed and went back to his job.
Justine walked into the Hole in the Wall and looked around, her arms crossed over her chest. She walked up to the bartender and cleared her throat. He looked up and saw her shirt. He nodded over in Toby's direction. Justine looked over and saw Toby laying down in the booth. Her heart dropped, as she watched him bolt up and barfed all over the booth across from him. She grabbed some napkins and walked over to him. By the time she walked over there he was laying down in the booth again, but partially conscious.
"Toby.." She nudged him harshly, knowing he probably didn't feel half of it. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Weh hey dur booootifool." He sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his head on her chest. Justine scrunched her face in disgust. He reeked of alcohol and puke. "I miss you."
"This isn't the place, and definitely not the time to talk. Get up so I can take you home." She shoved him off of her and took his face in one of her hands and started wiping the puke off of his face. She tossed the napkin into the pool of puke and pulled him up. "Come on, I don't care how drunk you are, you can partially walk still."
Justine pulled him back to her car, guiding him with her hands. She wouldn't admit it, but she had butterflies in her stomach just being with him again. She set him in her car and drove back to his house.
"I can't believe you, Toby." Justine said in frustration, shaking her head.
"Whaaaaa?" Toby said loudly.
"How many did you have?"
"A loooot." He said, and laughed a little.
"Did you eat anything?"
"Hmmm, no."
"Oh my gosh." She pulled into his drive way and parked behind his car. She got out and walked around and helped him get out, she walked him into his house and set him down on the couch. She found a trashcan and emptied it out onto the floor and set it next to him. "If you need to puke use this. I'll be right back.
She walked off into the kitchen and got out a wash cloth and got it wet. She got him some water and oyster crackers. She walked back into the living room to the sound of puking. She sighed softly and sat next to him and rubbed his back as he puked up the alcohol into the little gray trash can. He sat back into the couch and groaned. She leaned over him and set the water and crackers on the coffee table then sat back up. She looked at him as he sighed softly, looking deeply into her eyes. She bit her lip and leaned against him as she wiped off his face with the wash rag. She leaned over him again and set the rag down, grabbing the crackers and water instead. She handed him the water.
"Drink some." He groaned and took the glad. "Not too fast though."
Toby took a few drinks and set the water down. He took the crackers from her and started eating a few slowly. Justine smiled softly and grabbed the remote off of the coffee table, turning the TV on. She changed it to the Netflix App on his TV. She searched through the movies until she found on she wanted to watch Benny and Joon. She smiled and sat back, ready to watch the movie.
About half way through the movie Toby threw up again. Justine sighed and rubbed his back again, watching the movie until he sat up. She leaned over him and grabbed the wash rag again. She wiped off his face and sighed.
She was surprised at what she did next, and even though Toby was drunk, he was too.
The bartender looked up at him and smiled. "Can I get you anything?"
"Uh, yeah. I'll take a scotch, on the rocks please."
"Of course."
Toby had an uneasy feeling in his stomach when he took the drink of the strong alcohol. It had been a few months since he last had a drink. He threw the feeling aside and asked for another one.
Justine pulled up to Toby's house and sighed nervously. She saw his car in the driveway and guessed he was home. She parked her car and turned it off. She took a deep breath then got out. She walked as slow as she possibly could to his front door and bit her lip. She rung the door bell and waited. And waited, and waited. She furrowed her brows and run the bell again. When she had been standing there for five minutes without an answer she looked at the time.
Realization struck and she nodded, he must be on his morning jog. She decided to wait for him, so she sat down on his porch step and leaned back against the house. She closed her eyes after a while and drifted off to sleep.
Toby was passed out on the pub floor shortly after he finished his twenty-third drink. He was wasted beyond belief. The bartender took his phone from his pocket and looked at his contact list. He found the one titled; "Pretty Eyes " and called it, figuring it was his girlfriend. A young lady answered, sounding like she just woke up, and the bartender wondered what kind of people this guy hung out with.
"Yes, I have a young man here at the Hole in the Wall, he's passed out on the floor. I would like you to come pick him up."
"Uhm, who is the guy?" the girl said from the other line.
"I believe his name is Toby, and he has a green shirt on that says Tobuscus?"
"Oh God," the girl said, sounding concerned. "I'll be there soon."
The line went dead and the bar tender put the phone back in Toby's pocket. He drug Toby over to a booth and lifted him into the seat. HE sighed and went back to his job.
Justine walked into the Hole in the Wall and looked around, her arms crossed over her chest. She walked up to the bartender and cleared her throat. He looked up and saw her shirt. He nodded over in Toby's direction. Justine looked over and saw Toby laying down in the booth. Her heart dropped, as she watched him bolt up and barfed all over the booth across from him. She grabbed some napkins and walked over to him. By the time she walked over there he was laying down in the booth again, but partially conscious.
"Toby.." She nudged him harshly, knowing he probably didn't feel half of it. He looked up at her and smiled.
"Weh hey dur booootifool." He sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his head on her chest. Justine scrunched her face in disgust. He reeked of alcohol and puke. "I miss you."
"This isn't the place, and definitely not the time to talk. Get up so I can take you home." She shoved him off of her and took his face in one of her hands and started wiping the puke off of his face. She tossed the napkin into the pool of puke and pulled him up. "Come on, I don't care how drunk you are, you can partially walk still."
Justine pulled him back to her car, guiding him with her hands. She wouldn't admit it, but she had butterflies in her stomach just being with him again. She set him in her car and drove back to his house.
"I can't believe you, Toby." Justine said in frustration, shaking her head.
"Whaaaaa?" Toby said loudly.
"How many did you have?"
"A loooot." He said, and laughed a little.
"Did you eat anything?"
"Hmmm, no."
"Oh my gosh." She pulled into his drive way and parked behind his car. She got out and walked around and helped him get out, she walked him into his house and set him down on the couch. She found a trashcan and emptied it out onto the floor and set it next to him. "If you need to puke use this. I'll be right back.
She walked off into the kitchen and got out a wash cloth and got it wet. She got him some water and oyster crackers. She walked back into the living room to the sound of puking. She sighed softly and sat next to him and rubbed his back as he puked up the alcohol into the little gray trash can. He sat back into the couch and groaned. She leaned over him and set the water and crackers on the coffee table then sat back up. She looked at him as he sighed softly, looking deeply into her eyes. She bit her lip and leaned against him as she wiped off his face with the wash rag. She leaned over him again and set the rag down, grabbing the crackers and water instead. She handed him the water.
"Drink some." He groaned and took the glad. "Not too fast though."
Toby took a few drinks and set the water down. He took the crackers from her and started eating a few slowly. Justine smiled softly and grabbed the remote off of the coffee table, turning the TV on. She changed it to the Netflix App on his TV. She searched through the movies until she found on she wanted to watch Benny and Joon. She smiled and sat back, ready to watch the movie.
About half way through the movie Toby threw up again. Justine sighed and rubbed his back again, watching the movie until he sat up. She leaned over him and grabbed the wash rag again. She wiped off his face and sighed.
She was surprised at what she did next, and even though Toby was drunk, he was too.