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Heaving a long sigh, Zach pushed his spare key into the lock of El's flat. She had owled it to him a few days earlier with a ring that fit her, seeing as he will have to be moving in after their wedding on the sixteenth. Five days... just five days and he will be a married man. He didn't even think put forth the effort to think about it as he pushed open the door and put his key back in his pocket. He was too drunk to be bothering himself with things like that.

Looping an arm around his wife-to-be, he pulled El into her otherwise empty apartment. He pushed the door closed with his foot before picking her up and carefully carrying her to her bedroom. It was a big effort for a skinny drunk man, he had to try and keep his wobbly steps steady, he couldn't even see his feet, which made it a bit harder. At least she was just as thin as he was or this would have been a disaster.

Relief washed over him as he had made it to her bedroom and set her down. He rolled his shoulders and let himself drop, sitting Indian style on her bedroom floor and looking up at her.

"So, y' need help with these kinky boots?" A smirk crept onto his face, "How 'bout yer dress?"

"Have to admit, wouldn't mind helping w' that one."