Brendon was frustrated, he hated fighting. So much fucking drama and he had a huge headache. He grabbed another bottle of whine and two glasses heading out to meet Cherry who was outside. He walked out chuckling that she managed to find a piece of grass in the snow, he was glad he bundled up. “Hello’ he said sitting down.
“I promise okay? I swear” he nodded.
“You promise you’ll stop?” she asked again.