Well this was just great Theo thought. He opened the door and walked inside closing it behind him. It wasn't hard to tell immediately that Draco was drunk. His words sound slurred, he looked unsteady. He had that could be sick at any moment on his face and Theo could only sigh and think, what had happened now?
"I thought I'd check in on you. See what your up to," he said walking over and taking a quick once over assessment of just how drunk Draco was, and the answer was above and beyond. He placed his hands in his pockets and glanced around to see how many bottles had been emptied in however long he had been at this now. Was it recent? Hours? He assumed the latter.