Soapy Land
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(#cheatcodes)
Arcelio got everyone utensils, handed them out, then took his own seat. The table felt terribly empty- no Angel, and Charlie sitting in Danny's seat.
"Hey, don't cry, you can stay here as long as you need." He turned his whole body towards Ro, but knew he shouldn't move closer since the other was entirely naked. -
(well
you buy the paper plates)
Rayson placed a hand on Arcelio's thigh, rubbing gently, before digging in.
"I-I.. A-And Arcelio d-doesn't believe me, a-and.. And, I.." He couldn't even finish his sentence, and ended up pulling his knees to his chest, trying to calm down. -
Arcelio set his chin in his hand and his elbow on the table, while his other hand used the fork to bring food into his mouth. All he could think about was wanting to keep schedule, and how he needed to get his baby to school, and so he was eating entirely mindlessly.
Drake couldn't stay where he was anymore, so he started scooting closer. "IswearI'mnotlooking," he said quickly when he got to the side of the tub, and reached up to set his hand over Ro's hair, stroking it gently. "I mean, if I were him, I'd need some time, too. Remember, they were going to get married and he had no idea that your dad would ever do it. So he's just coming to terms with it." -
Rayson and Charlie finished their food in record time, discarding off their plates. "Hey, love? We're gonna head out for a bit. I'll get you something. Clean up some, okay?" After kissing the top of his head, Rayson left with Charlie, and, although he hadn't said it, headed to a bar.
"N-No, h-he said.. H-He flat out.. He doesn't think, oh, I can't go back." Rosario leaned into the older's touch, slowly regaining control of himself, and finding that he was rather lightheaded. -
Arcelio watched from his seat as Rayson left with Charlie, a little sad that he'd just leave him home alone again. He sighed, hoping it was for something important, and cleaned off the table, then went for a beer to pour into a glass.
"You should talk to him, though. Maybe he's changed his mind. And after what's been happening, he's probably worried. Maybe we should call him." -
The only bar in the town, was, as always, crowded, even at this hour. In a matter of minutes, both him and Charlie had downed a few shots of whiskey, and already starting to get foggy headed.
"No, no, no! H-H-He wont, he only care a-about Dad, a-and he.. H-He wont." He was starting to have problems breathing again, and he glanced down to find that his stitches had ripped a bit, and blood was seeping into the water. -
(lol arcelio has impressive drinking ability js this boy)
Arcelio wasn't trying to get drunk for fun, he was going for it to drown his sorrows. He downed three bottles within the hour, and by an hour and a half after breakfast he was sitting on the couch sobbing with a half empty bottle between his knees. Of course, this was all after he'd also binge cleaned the kitchen and most of the living room.
For a split second, Drake's eyes went down to the water, and he eyed the boy's stitches. "I'll call him for you, Ro, and now we really need to." -
Charlie stopped drinking after a few more, but Rayson kept going, until he could do nothing but raise his hand to ask for another, and then, when he couldn't even do that, he got cut off. He started to ask Charlie if they could go to a bar in the next town, but he was denied the right, and walked to the truck, made to get in and buckle up. Charlie then pulled out his cell, calling Arcelio.
"No! I don't.. Don't want to. Please. Please don't," He begged, really not up to facing his fathers. -
Arcelio was on to his fifth by the time the phone started ringing, and he swayed as he walked across the room and answered it. "Yeah?" He asked, setting his bottle on the counter.
"We have to call somebody, Ro, you're bleeding. Give me five minutes to talk to him." -
"Hey. Hey, Rayson's really drunk, so I need you to be at the door to get him. I have to go. But I'll drop him off. Bye." With that, Charlie hung up.
Rosario was on the verge of sobbing again, and she shook his head, moving to clutch one of Drake's arms, even though his hands were shaking. "Don't. I-It'll stop on it's own. Please, Drake." -
Arcelio was about to decline doing this, but Charlie had hung up by then. He groaned, and picked his beer back up, going out to sit on the couch in the front room to wait for Rayson.
Drake bit his lip, but Rosario was pretty convincing. "Can we... At least wrap it up? Please?" -
The truck pulled up in a matter of minutes, and Charlie got Rayson out, taking off. The drunken man, stumbled for a moment, and then leaned against Arcelio's car, mumbling something.
The young boy nodded, moving to stand, and managing to, until he tripped and fell, right on top of Drake. He made a little noise of surprise, struggling to move away from the man, and failing. -
Arcelio stared out the window as his fiance seemed to be talking to his car- even Arcelio wasn't that drunk. It was only then that it clicked that the 'important thing' Rayson had gone to was the bar, and he huffed, opening and leaning out the front door. "Come inside, Ray!"
Drake, though blushing furiously, managed to keep his arms steadily out and hold Rosario standing after he'd fallen. "It's okay, I'll help you," he said. -
Rayson snapped his head up at Arcelio's voice, and stared at him for a moment, blinking, before shouting a quick, "Hey! That's my house!" And stumbling towards the door, tripping twice before he actually reached it.
Rosario finally managed to get off, locking his eyes on the ground, blushing dark red. "I am so sorry." -
Arcelio rolled his eyes, leaving the door open for him. "Yes, it's our house," he said, going back to the kitchen. He poured the rest of his beer down the drain, figuring he didn't want to tempt Rayson for more.
"No, it's fine," Drake shrugged, then moved to the side to get Rosario's towel. He handed it to him. "I'll get some bandage wrap," he said, going to the sink to dig around in the cabinets underneath.
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