"Oh God." Draco cringed a little as he sat and downed the pain killers with some coffee. Why did he have to be a needy, clingy drunk? "I can't believe I asked you to pet me."
He sat at the island, running a hand through his hair. "What happened to my clothes and my phone last night? I don't think I doubt I adequately explained myself in the note I left for Pansy and Romy." Draco paused. Was he being rude? Probably. "Thank you. For dealing with me last night."
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