Padraig gave a crooked smile to Andrew and he popped the soup he had purchased into the microwave to heat it up a little bit. "You're going to get the DTs you know?"
Patrick finally lifted his head and he glared at Padraig. "You think I give a shit?"
"No, obviously you don't! But we do and because you can't seem to take care of yourself right now, we need to deal with this too. So thank you for that," Padraig shot right back. "I'm sorry you're hurting, Patrick. I am. It truly sucks, but this has gone on too long."
Patrick just sighed and he gave Padraig a desperate look. "I'm not hurting," he whispered. "I'm guilty."
That surprised Padraig a little and he glanced over at Andrew. "Uh...oh?"