Re: Abbott/Justin
"You didn't ruin anything." he said, feeling on the verge of being very, very sick. He had never really drank that much alcohol and that night he had had way too much. "I can do that all by myself." he grumbled, frowning. He hated fighting with Abbie.
"I don't want to fight with you." he stated calmly, pulling away from his mate and sitting on the floor with his back on the stone wall. If only the floor could stop trying to make him fall. "But I love him."