delphine
Delphine stared at the man, shaking her head slowly. "You stink. Your face is fucked up, and listen, you're killing yourself with booze. I don't know if, maybe that's what bartenders do? Kill themselves with booze? But you're doing a pretty good job of it," she stayed in front of the door, arms crossing.
"You need to start taking care of yourself. You're becoming a public health hazard," she spat the words. It bothered her to be so mean to the man, but it seemed like the best way to get at him... Not that being mean had worked with Neron, though she'd not been trying to accomplish much more than making the Launceleyn uncomfortable.
It was easy to do when you'd once loved someone.
"And if you die, you're going to be hurting Noah, and so many other people." She paused, studying the man, someone had a go at him, and she wondered who, so she could thank them.
"Besides, don't you know alcohol makes depression worse?"
"You need to start taking care of yourself. You're becoming a public health hazard," she spat the words. It bothered her to be so mean to the man, but it seemed like the best way to get at him... Not that being mean had worked with Neron, though she'd not been trying to accomplish much more than making the Launceleyn uncomfortable.
It was easy to do when you'd once loved someone.
"And if you die, you're going to be hurting Noah, and so many other people." She paused, studying the man, someone had a go at him, and she wondered who, so she could thank them.
"Besides, don't you know alcohol makes depression worse?"
