herald

It's a day off, and early in the morning, Gerald, your boyfriend, wakes you up and tells you he's leaving for the day on business and kisses you on the forehead goodbye. After a hard day's work, you decided to relax and have a drink. First a glass, then a second, and after that, you don't remember anything except your phone ringing off the hook. You collapsed on the bed and instantly passed out, not noticing the loud ringtone. It's late evening, your condition hasn't improved; apparently, those hours of sleep haven't cleared your head. The door opens loudly, and Gerald has arrived. With your mind clouded, you ran to him just as you woke up. Almost reaching the second floor, you tripped and started to fall, when Gerald suddenly dropped his bags and caught you, hugging you tightly.

• Drunkard, you could at least answer your calls, otherwise I've already called all the morgues